The dry warm summer has been holding strong and keeps bringing us outside.  Reghan had off on Martin Luther King Jr's birthday so she spent the day with me.  After our appointments we headed to the beach for lunch.  She started out dry but that quickly changed.

 

We visited the Whole Foods salad bar to pick up lunch and how I love this girl's taste.  Very colorful with hardly a bean left when finished.

A little break from some major playing.  Whew, all this running around sure works up a sweat.

One can never go wrong with a ride on the tea cups at the mall.

 

 Along with yet another birthday party with a big back yard bouncer.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the country it's utterly freezing.  So what does one do when it snows and snows and snows with subzero temperatures and there's no roads to be seen anywhere outside of my parent's house?  (Yes, that is a tractor plowing snow until the county snow trucks arrive, there really are roads under there.)  Why make raviolis and noodles of course.  Below is just a sampling of the yumminess occurring at my parents house and the back and forth.