Where Were We? Oh Yes, The Reagan Marketing + Design Garden Gala!

July 10th, Mommy took the kids to the Reagan Marketing + Design Garden Gala. I did not get to go. I will explain why in a moment. As usual, I can only guess from photos what really happened, so you’ll have to take my captions with a grain of salt. Overall, the Gala appeared to be some kind of hedonistic romp on par with Woodstock. Did you get a tattoo, little girl? Maybe twelve? (love this pic!) See this image larger.

Ian – *Ok, the coast is clear… fill your diaper.* See this image larger.

*ALL DONE!!!* See this image larger.

It turns out that Ian is actually pretty darn good with a hoola-hoop. Mommy said he’d use his body to stop it from dropping, giving himself further opportunities to get some spin. Impressive! See this image larger.

It takes two to tangle. See this image larger.

At some point, the dancing and chanting turned the children into traditionally war-painted Native Americans. Here, Ian points out a smilie face that he was awarded for helping Giggles With Cuteness to achieve a higher spiritual level. See this image larger.

This is Giggles With Cuteness. See this image larger.

Just before the police arrived and busted up the party. (I’m kidding.) See this image larger.

Everybody came home, and Nina took off on a very small big-wheel. Melissa bought this one for a buck or so. See this image larger.

The pedal reach was good at the time, and she went from having some difficulty to really doing quite well! See this image larger.

Nice job, little girl! It is fun to watch her gaining control over her legs… more on that later. See this image larger.

I had to stay home to watch over the guys doing our landscaping work. They hit our underground sprinkling pipes with a trench machine… the guy that repaired them then reversed these two, so he then cut them in the middle and swapped them. We now have eight connections where we used to have zero. The actual work that needed to be done was completed, and after three storms I can, at present, say that they did a nice job. (This is to alleviate the situation that caused our basement to get some water in it.) See this image larger.