The houseguests are gone...

Well, the raccoon saga is finally over. Why do I have mixed feelings about that?! I think the final straw was momma falling off of the roof the other evening. Mike and I decided that, if she were mortally wounded, we'd have to figure out a way to get the babies out anyhow.

He made the call Wednesday and, sure enough, there wasn't a peep to be heard on Thursday. We chuckled at the thought that she had beat us to the punch and moved them out. Still chuckling as the guy came and checked it out up there and it turns out we were right. She had left behind one poor little soul, though, who was unceremoniously put in a box on the roof to endure the day. Our pest control guy wasn't too hopeful that she'd come back for it and, sadly, she didn't. At any rate, our gable is now secure and our roof vents sealed off, so we shouldn't be having any more animal visitors - not up there anyhow.

On the happier side, Maya is now drinking from a "big girl" cup and has conceded to let me do something with her hair (provided, of course, that the hair accessories are yellow).



Jordan is loving the warm weather and all the outdoor play she gets to do. With the outdoors, however, comes a wealth of scrapes, slivers and assorted ouches, so the drama has begun again for us. This girl most certainly does not have a future in the health care field! I can honestly say that I have never seen a four year old get queasy over a teeny tiny drop of blood...I think she gets that from her grampa!

At any rate, I am off to enjoy the sunshine and the rest of quiet time! Oh, and MY sunglasses are not quite as cute as the girls' !!