Happy Friday

Is it a cake you ask? Why no, it’s a frosted sandwich. A layer of pimento cheese, a layer of chicken salad, and a layer of egg salad and frosted with cucumber & cream cheese spread. Topped with an olive. Complete with a side of tomato aspic. Very 1950’s! Mom spent untold hours making these for lunch. She even broke out the good china & silver. Abby enjoyed hers, to be honest, I think I would have preferred these as individual finger sandwiches. But you have to agree that this is quite a lunch.

Mom gives me & Finn her room when we’ve stayed. She has a huge king-sized bed that is fun for lounging with my cutie patootie in the mornings.

Abby & I went to the beach for a few hours while Mom kept Finn both Wednesday & Thursday. Both really nice days. I envied this family’s big tent - I really would like one for our big beach trip so we can all sit under it on the beach. But I suspect we’ll be spending lots of time on the deck instead. Also, these kids in front of us were burying their sister in the sand. Then tortured her by sprinkling sand in her face. Her dad came to the rescue.

@ Myrtle.

Moving about (not crawling yet, just kind of scootching his whole body) at Mom’s.

On Tuesday, Finn and I packed up and headed to my mother’s at N. Myrtle again for just a couple of days. The first night there, my sister and I raced over to catch that moment when everything on the beach goes pink. Of course I didn’t have my camera, these are from my phone.

I put Finn down on the guest bed while I packed, and moments later her was asleep, face down like this. (Don’t worry - he could breathe! See his little hands supporting his face?) He’s been rolling to his stomach more and more while sleeping. Early on, they tell you to put the baby down on its back b/c it reduces the risk of SIDS. But eventually, you just can’t stop them from rolling over!

About last week, Finn suddenly has expanded his verbal repetoire. He now does a lot of glurg, glug, blah, gggggg sounds. He sounds a lot more talk-y. It is super cute! I had to film him in spy-mode or he’d get quiet!

We’ve always kept our beach towels upstairs, but since we’ve been going to the pool so much lately, I’ve decided we need them downstairs. This was what sparked me to clean out the disaster-area otherwise known as our hall closet. I did not take a before pic, but just imagine all sorts of crap stuffed into a teeny space. I found unused baskets and things to pile lightbulbs, etc into. Even labelled the shelves so hopefully the order will keep. Hopefully this will last.