Windows are open this beautiful Sunday morning as temperatures are in the sixties. Of course, this won't last because it is still August but it is sure nice for now. Earlier in the week, we were having a miserable heat wave and Steve and I stayed indoors as much as we could. Our ancient air conditioner did just fine and I am so grateful. Hold on, little air conditioner until I start getting social security in January! I had two HVAC companies come this past week to give us bids on a new unit and now we need to compare and contrast the three total bids and decide which one to go with. I have to say that I don't think we will choose the original bid which is the company who came last winter to work on the mal-functioning heater and who came out in July when the whole air conditioning / home warranty business began. I kinda like the last HVAC fellow we saw Friday morning. But, the numbers will be the deciding factor....
Grandparent Day Camp resumed on Tuesday after a three-week hiatus. The morning project was working with clay - the kind you can bake to make it hard and permanent. In order to get the full spectrum of colors, I had to buy three different brands and Sculpy is certainly the best to work with. Femo was second. Katopoly was the worst - stiff and hard to get maleable. But, as you can see, we managed to make lots of fun things. I asked the kids to create miniature food for the doll houses which they did plus they were able to make some things just for them. Larkin lost interest pretty quickly so she played with toys with Grandpa.
Larkin had a tea party during her quiet time. Lucy ended up taking a long, luxurious nap for hers. A puzzle was set up and Noah got all the border pieces placed
Practicing has slacked off so we had no piano/cello/violin lessons in the afternoon. We all watched Monsters Inc. instead. That movie never gets old!
It was a pretty average week - just trying to keep from going out in the heat. We had some pretty good thunderstorms throughout the week - every afternoon except for Wednesday - so morning yard work was rather limited. Emily and Larkin came by Friday morning to pick up some painting supplies. They are completely re-doing the living room, including the ceiling, so I sent paint goggles, plastic sheeting, and primer home with them. I also sent home zinnies, zucchini, and cherry tomatoes.
I love how comfortable Larkin is around the dogs now....
My zinnias are so abundant that I am decorating the house with them. Here is my bathroom window sill with my collection of antique bottles.
I went to pottery on Saturday and picked up my recently glazed pieces. The bowl is my new cereal bowl. The vase on the left is now full of zinnias. I threw some new things and wrestled with a three-pound lump of red clay that was a beast. I eventually made a plant pot with it. I loved my original pottery teacher in Columbia but I am learning so much more with Iyan, one of the instructors at this new studio, the South Broadway Art Project. I also love watching pottery videos and I look forward to the new season of the Great Pottery Throwdown.

Steve and I finished season 2 of Manifest. We'd have to subscribe to Hulu to watch season 3 so I think we will just take a break and wait for it to show up on Netflix. These continuing dramas get kind of exhausting. We are trying out a new wake-up/go to bed routine to give Steve more sleep time. (in the last ten years or so, he has not been a good sleeper) so we don't have quite the large chunk of time in the evenings to watch movies. Hour-long episodes of Manifest or Throwdown fit perfectly into our evenings but now that is over so we may just have to watch movies in segments.
Church is keeping us busy - Steve with being in the bishopric and me with my ward missionary calling. We attended a baptism again on Saturday. Sam (Samantha) is 31 years old and lives literally around the corner from us. She has a service dog and doesn't drive so we have been her ride to church ever since she started investigating. Since our ward boundaries include a somewhat poor part of Saint Louis, the the missionaries often teach people who do not have cars so I am a shuttle service most Sundays. It is never a problem except when the missionaries text Saturday night or Sunday morning with someone new who wants a ride and I already have my seats full. That has been the story this weekend. Maybe I need to buy a van for our next car? And buy baby car seats??? It also takes me into some sort-of scary parts of town. One Sunday was like that and I was advised by a grandma to drive away as quickly as possible because she was not sure what the four men standing in the street were going to do. Yikes! Oh, the joys of living in the city. But, Steve and I just love our new life here. And, this coming weekend marks our one year anniversary for being here.