Yes, this blog has been neglected. Yes, I feel guilty. Yes, this will be a montage of photos recapping our lives over the course of the past month (or so)...
We painted our kitchen cabinets (twice) and this is Henry "helping" out. I caught him eating painters' tape more than once.
This is Eric sanding our cabinets for the second time. I believe his inner monologue went something like, "I cannot believe I'm *bleepin'* out here doing this...again." His face says it all.
We went to Red Wing to visit Sam and Chris at their adorable new house. I also have to say that we went out to lunch at the St. James Hotel. We had the cheese curds as an appetizer and they were the best I've ever had (and I've had a lot of cheese curds).
The crew on Henry's baptism. The kids were the only ones to actually follow the "make a funny face" command.
Henry's baptism cake from the Ole Cafe. Oh gosh. It was delish!
Ryan, Molly, and Claire {Bear} over for dinner. I love this crew. Molly is a teacher at the French immersion school in Edina. When there is an option to read directions in English or French, she chooses French. And then I make fun of her (only because I'm jealous).
Henry with his toy plane. He loves it. Loves it. You give him a bucket of toys and he will seek that out. And yes, that's Ardy waiting for his share of Cheerios. And no, we don't make it a habit of letting our dog hang out at the table like that. Cesar Milan would not be impressed with our dogs' manners.
My parents took us out to lunch at the cutest French cafe called Pardon My French on my birthday. This is Henry in a food coma. (Gray Plant Mooty friends: check out the bib! Think we could get this image on the holiday cards this year?! Or how about the website?! A newsletter?! Okay...I'll stop.).
Me with my birthday desserts. My dad insisted on getting four. I didn't object. You can't really see my favorite: the strawberry napoleon. I had to get that one. Eric and I are mildly obsessed with the cooking show Chopped...when the chefs don't know what to do in the dessert round they always make a napoleon.
And our kitchen is almost done. We have a minor lighting situation and are waiting for our new (read: overpriced) windows. I also have some painting I have to do yet. When all is said and done, I'll take photos to share the work. We're quite tickled with how it turned out.
Until next time...
Henry wasn't too pleased with us after we dipped his toes in the icy cold Lake Superior water. I really don't understand how they say the water is reaching record high temps this summer. My feet were numb after about two minutes.
We had breakfast one morning at a quaint cafe called Takk for Maten. This place was a must for me as I hold on to anything that reminds me of my time in Norway. Eric's breakfast was unreal. He always out-orders me.
We went aboard the Vista Fleet for their happy hour cruise. We missed the bridge so we just circled around the harbor and saw the massive ships.
We spent the majority of our time walking along the lake. The weather and view were amazing. 
