the nasty

this is a sweet 1980 VW vanagon. maybe you are wondering what a vanagon is? well wonder no more, it does exist and the days (thank you chad) now own one. it's nasty. i think i just named it. sorry chad, i hate it. it is a blue trapezoid on wheels. he bought it to sell it. my response, "who would want to buy that thing." his response "corri it is practically sold already." or "it's a car and it runs great so of course it will sell." did i mention it is FOR SALE? we took it for a drive the other night to my sisters which is a 30min drive. was i worried you say? would't you feel so silly you say? well yes and yes, thats what made it a little adventurous. for proof that it can move just look at the picture of me, do you see that wind in my hair? we were movin!, and we made it there and back safe and sound no break downs just the occasional pop sound when chad would shift. now if someone could just buy this awesome piece of nastyness. so did the sparkles in the slide help class it up or entice you to buy? i was hoping.

10 months! what the?

i know, right? he is a pure boy, no baby here. i say it all the time but i still can not believe how big he is getting. i might shed a tear when he turns one. i know this is my first and i don't know any better but 9/10 months maybe is the best age. he does fun cute little things every day. the other night at chads softball game i was humming and he started singing in a beautiful high pitched airy little song. it's pretty. he is crawling all over the place pulling himself up to the couch and is getting around pretty well. he loves shuffling around his blocks, putting his toys in and out of his bucket. and his two little front teeth have popped up. he is just pretty much the best little man ever!

avery enjoying his ride.

avery not enjoying his ride.