I am married with children. My husband and I are doing our best to raise open minded, caring, happy kids. But we are realistic, so we are keeping records of our shortcomings for the therapists they'll surely need in the future.
The words for this week are awesomely appropriate, thank you Tink. Translation... it was easy for us procrastinators to throw together a post at the last minute.
Without further ado I give you Opening and Spring.
You know it's spring when the garden department at Home Depot is packed on a Saturday morning. We finally (after 6 years here) started an herb garden. Or as hubby keeps calling it, our recession garden.
Little Miss Brookey picked pink flowers for the flower bed. Imagine that. They sure are pretty as they are opening up after yesterday's showers.
The crisp, very un-spring like breeze this morning had our homemade wind chimes singing as I was taking pictures of our gardens. Last minute entry, who?
Of course the real signs of spring showed up inside my house yesterday. Brookey was opening all of the eggs hoping for long forgotten candy. NO, she didn't find any. I don't know what kind of half-assed house cleaner you think I am.
And with spring of course there must be bunnies.
And nothing says spring like bunnies... in a head of lettuce?
My mom sent theses to the girls. Yes we have two different ones. Okay, they are kinda cute, and Brookey loves them. She did all the "decorating" for Easter for me.
My first thought for opening? I am scared of opening the door to my 10 year old's room for fear of what I might find.