Somehow, this is the only picture that was taken today. It was a full day of homecomings, and family, and eating, and fun. And this is the picture I got. Random balls that reside on my kitchen table. And I don't even know who took it.
Whatever.
Monday, February 28, 2011
day 58
February 27
Somehow, this is the only picture that was taken today. It was a full day of homecomings, and family, and eating, and fun. And this is the picture I got. Random balls that reside on my kitchen table. And I don't even know who took it.
Whatever.
Somehow, this is the only picture that was taken today. It was a full day of homecomings, and family, and eating, and fun. And this is the picture I got. Random balls that reside on my kitchen table. And I don't even know who took it.
Whatever.
day 56
February 25
And just like that they were home. Balloons, posters, pizza cinnamon rolls, and family all participated in the celebration.
day 55
February 24
Preparations are under way to welcome my parents home from South Africa tomorrow.
Preparations are under way to welcome my parents home from South Africa tomorrow.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
day 53
February 22
Caution: A little boy lives here. An obsessed little boy. And these are his world.
Caution: A little boy lives here. An obsessed little boy. And these are his world.
Monday, February 21, 2011
day 52
February 21
A little more than a year ago my friend Bri and I began these topiaries and today, I finished it. Sad, but true.
day 50
February 19
When dad is home on a Saturday (a rarity), fun things happen. Doors disappear and blankets are hung in their place.
day 49
February 18
I spent today, replenishing ribbon onto my little lady's skirt, and reorganizing my chaotic craft closet. My bet is it lasts a whole week. Lucky me.
day 48
February 17
The only place dinosaurs can roam freely on the farm? Our front door, in Porter land.
day 47
February 16
One of the most opened cupboards in our home houses the diabetic supplies. It also happens to house the most expensive objects in our home: the freaking diabetic supplies.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
day 45
February 14
]
]On the menu: Tri-tip Steaks (thank you good weather!)
Caesar Salad
Garlic Butter Corn
Store made (but still yummy) rolls
Some kind of bubbly stuff with heart shaped ice cubes.
Chocolate covered strawberries
The amazing news: Caleb ate!
Monday, February 14, 2011
day 44
February 13
A few weeks ago we started having our kids highlight Jesus' many different names in the scriptures, during our reading. Caleb, who doesn't read has really gotten into this. He spent all Sunday searching page after page for the one word he can recognize: Lord.
Cute? We think so.
day 42
February 11
This remote controlled, robot valentine box is ready to make it's way to Jonas' classroom for some love notes.
day 38
February 7
Pizza and Blueberries for dinner....
AND toys were allowed at the table.
It was a special day for sure.
Pizza and Blueberries for dinner....
AND toys were allowed at the table.
It was a special day for sure.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
day 37
February 6
The baby's first haircut.
He didn't enjoy it.
But it was good entertainment for the rest of us.
He didn't enjoy it.
But it was good entertainment for the rest of us.
Day 36
February 5
The dad was home! Unfortunately, the dad had to work all day on the computer. And even more unfortunately we were all came down with head colds.
Fortunately we have a TV and a Redbox nearby.
So we rented and we rented and we watched and we watched.
And it was fun.
Fortunately we have a TV and a Redbox nearby.
So we rented and we rented and we watched and we watched.
And it was fun.
day 35
February 4
These two have some magnetic pull towards me.
When I start to cook, they are here, crawling around my feet, squeezing their way through my legs. Climbing up me like a tree. Pulling on my shirt. asking for snacks, stealing bites of whatever is being prepared.
And normally I have the patience for it.
Normally I know this too shall pass, and I will actually miss it.
But today,
we are going on day number 5 without a dad,
and I can't do it.
So cooking is out of the question.
Tonight we are going to Wendy's.
And no, I don't feel a bit bad about it.
These two have some magnetic pull towards me.
When I start to cook, they are here, crawling around my feet, squeezing their way through my legs. Climbing up me like a tree. Pulling on my shirt. asking for snacks, stealing bites of whatever is being prepared.
And normally I have the patience for it.
Normally I know this too shall pass, and I will actually miss it.
But today,
we are going on day number 5 without a dad,
and I can't do it.
So cooking is out of the question.
Tonight we are going to Wendy's.
And no, I don't feel a bit bad about it.
day 34
February 3
Look at this picture.
What do you see?
A purse?
A bag?
A handbag?
I haven't owned one of these for a few years, and now that I have one, I don't know what to call it.
Purse is so grandma.
Handbag is so... I dont know. It implies that I am one of those people that have 100 of these lying around and I pull a different one out to match my outfit.
So I just call it My bag.
Creative, I know...
Look at this picture.
What do you see?
A purse?
A bag?
A handbag?
I haven't owned one of these for a few years, and now that I have one, I don't know what to call it.
Purse is so grandma.
Handbag is so... I dont know. It implies that I am one of those people that have 100 of these lying around and I pull a different one out to match my outfit.
So I just call it My bag.
Creative, I know...
day 33
February 2
One can a day.
Everyday at lunch.
I know I need to quit it.
And I will.
Soon.
Real soon.
I promise.
I think.
One can a day.
Everyday at lunch.
I know I need to quit it.
And I will.
Soon.
Real soon.
I promise.
I think.
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