Well, there’ve been some interesting things going on in the Basham’s hill country home lately. Sorry it’s taken me a while to get these photos uploaded. About two weeks ago, I kept smelling an odd smell, like something burning. It was the same smell that I noticed when I turned the oven on and Leslie had put Mitchell’s plastic “Old MacDonald Farm tractor” in the broiler without my knowing it! Yep, it was tractor toast. This time, however, the oven was off. We checked all the outlets, nothing. Finally the smell was strong enough that we tracked it down. Leslie had gingerly hung the pair of plastic shoes that decorated my baby shower cake after Laci’s birth on top of our living room lamp’s light bulb! Thankfully, they didn’t catch anything on fire. By the time I found them, they were smoking. Where I had put them for her to find, I’ll never know. I still need to put Leslie’s baby shower stuff in my scrapbook, much less Laci’s! For those of you who think I’m organized, think again! Just see the photo below for proof that I still have room for plenty of improvement in that area!
While Lauren was having devotions, Mitch (and Leslie) were helping me by making my bed. They wanted to surprise me, and they sure did! What a blessing! I didn’t know Leslie was involved until I saw in the photo that she was sticking her head out from under the bed!
Psalm 127:3 says Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. Sometimes, I don’t feel like they are much of a reward, but the Bible says they are! When I feel that way, I remember days like the one pictured above, and it changes my outlook. I remember how fast they are growing up, and that this is my one chance to put into them what’s right. Pray for me, that I will instill the right things into my precious “rewards”.
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The photos of the burned shoe was quite interesting, and the photos of the children were so precious. I loved them all! I love and miss my grandchildren…and their parents!
Isn't the smell of something burning on a light bulb the worst smell. It's sad that it had to be one of your treasures. Isn't it kind of funny though how we want to keep things treasured and in the end they get destroyed by the precious little ones we are treasuring it for! lol They have to make the treasure that much more cherishable! Cause now you have two stories to tell them when they get older and let them know that they weren't Mama and Daddy's little ANGELS all the time. lol
I love pictures! I'm glad you posted these. People's personnel stories become that much more real.
I know what the smelling of something burning on a light bulb smells like. Not to terribly long ago, I was walking through the house and I kept smelling something burning. Brian and I hunted all over the house. To make a long story short, we followed the smell the the boys' room, and one of their plastic semi trailers was melting from the boys' lamp. It has a HUGE whole in it now, but they can't seem to get rid of it so they play with it whole and all.