Peyton Jayne

Someday when I find the coffee shop that can do this… that shall be my coffee shop for life.

My new puffy pillow arrived today. Safely encased in puffy pillows for the trip here.

On sale from Baby Gap, I fear our baby girl is going to have some serious gender identity confusion. Then again half of my t-shirts fall into the techie/geek/super-hero category. Maybe she’ll just be an engineer.

Clearly, she is helping.

Yay, Portland! Beer #1 for Sean at Bridgeport. Lemonade for me.

Is it wrong to eat a cheesecake brownie for breakfast? The little Sean on my shoulder says, “No! El Bebe needs fruit and veggies and cereal.” But I seem to be selectively deaf today.

Time for Sean to build a fence. Something took a large bite out of my first tomato.

All the gardening blogs I’ve read say that the onions are ready to be pulled when their tops fall over.  I pulled them today and hung them up to dry in the guest bath.  With Sean’s beer in the tub and my onions on the rod, all I need is some bratwurst to complete a seventh inning stretch…

Tomato #1