Our California adventure is over, but we still have a few days left of spring break. We came home and got back to business — of course, there’s always a little time to play around here. 

Grandpa Bob gave us Grandma Carole’s wedding dress. It is 45 years old and has been sitting in a box, unpreserved. I hope to get it cleaned and restored in case my girls ever decide they want to wear it. It’s a very pretty dress and in fact, it’s the first wedding dress that I tried on when B and I got engaged. It’s very sentimental to our family. I couldn’t wear it because even without heels it was at least 3 inches too short for me. Annabelle, our little shorty pants may have a shot though.