Those are the two moments that I'm treasuring from the day.
Monday, May 13, 2013
Mother's Day
For Mother's Day I got a lovely piece of jewelry, cards, and even a nap.
I also got blood on my brand new dress when taking care of The Princess' scraped elbow and got snot on my collar after consoling a heartbroken Sweetpea when she couldn't play tag with Daddy RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT.
Those are the two moments that I'm treasuring from the day.
Those are the two moments that I'm treasuring from the day.
Monday, May 6, 2013
Welcome Home
After an epic 10 day trip with two small and amazingly great co-travelers I arrived home to find laundry done, fresh basic groceries in the fridge, scrapes in two walls patched and painted, both bathtubs resealed and fresh flowers on the table. A whole lot of small things that added up to a very big welcome home.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Pink Curlers
I remember trying to sleep with these little pink torture devices digging into my scalp, promising beautiful curls in the morning. I don't know that I ever looked this ethereal in the process though.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Monday, April 22, 2013
Love is Yellow
Secrets were whispered under the magnolia tree as I kept watch from afar, not wanting to interrupt their moment.
Later, as I lay on the couch blowing my nose and wondering where the thermometer was, she carried the little jar carefully to the side table "to make me feel better."
Love, in Technicolor yellow.
Soon she came running over, hands full "because she loves me".
Later, as I lay on the couch blowing my nose and wondering where the thermometer was, she carried the little jar carefully to the side table "to make me feel better."
Love, in Technicolor yellow.
Friday, April 19, 2013
End of an Era
This girl...she is so excited to start school.
Pulling on our arms as we walked up the hill to the Open House.
Shaking hands with a teacher and spelling her name with confidence.
Bouncing with excitement as we pulled out of the parking lot in the big yellow school bus, exclaiming over every big turn as we bounced and tried to stay upright.
Claiming her packet of new crayons and scissors with pride.
Orange mouth, "it's gluten free 'cause it's made from oranges", courtesy of the welcome to school popsicle she got to walk home with.
She's ready, even if Mommy and Daddy are dragging their feet at this new era they're about to embark on together.
Pulling on our arms as we walked up the hill to the Open House.
Shaking hands with a teacher and spelling her name with confidence.
Bouncing with excitement as we pulled out of the parking lot in the big yellow school bus, exclaiming over every big turn as we bounced and tried to stay upright.
Claiming her packet of new crayons and scissors with pride.
Orange mouth, "it's gluten free 'cause it's made from oranges", courtesy of the welcome to school popsicle she got to walk home with.
She's ready, even if Mommy and Daddy are dragging their feet at this new era they're about to embark on together.
Monday, April 15, 2013
When I'm Three
Every random once in a while Sweetpea informs me that "when I'm three I'm going to French class." These kids, in such a hurry to grow up...
Bear and Sweetpea, taking notes at The Princess' latest class program.
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