Here are our Easter photos. I’m getting lots of mileage out of the matching dresses I bought the girls for Christmas! Laci’s is the only one that is too small, and it’s only in the sleeves. They come above her wrist now, but hey, she’s only a year old. Who’s gonna notice?? Sorry about the ugly background in these first few photos. We were cleaning up some of the debris from our remodeling and had it piled on the back porch. It has since been hauled away, so next Easter, I won’t have this problem! ;o)
This last one is the dress Laci wore Sunday night. I thought the collar on it was so pretty, but she wouldn’t keep her hands down so we could see it! Oh well. I guess you can use your imagination…it’s cute. It has a very “old fashioned” look to it.
Today, I plan on enjoying my last day of Spring break. (sigh) Yes, all good things must come to an end. Terry has nursing home services and a funeral to attend, so I’ll be enjoying my day here at home with the kiddos. We purchased them a trampoline (complete with enclosure) and so they’ve been having a big time! I’ll try to post photos of that soon.
Have a happy Friday!! :o)
Valerie’s Book Nook! I’m so proud of it! The little stuffed animal is the Shamu that my Dad bought me when we all visited Sea World together in April of ’04. That was three months before he went home to Heaven.
I put my I Love Lucy and Andy Griffith DVD collections in a safe place too!
Here is the shelf where the books used to be.
I moved it into our school room (Terry screwed it to the wall for me because it was a little unsteady) and filled it with the books from our home school closet. Doing that led me to go ahead and clean it out too! Organizing is definitely a domino effect! :o)
TADA! I’m so proud of this, too! It’s amazing how during the school day, things tend to naturally go toward chaos. I don’t have a “before” photo, but take my word for it, it was cluttered!
Leslie and Laci, aka the un-masked marauders, also loved ransacking my jewelry box. I moved it into a cabinet in my bathroom (which I also organized) and Terry made me this handy-dandy necklace hanger! My necklaces no longer get tangled and will never be jumbled my the grubby (but still sweet) little hands of the Marauders! Yay!
Once things were in their rightful places, I began to clean!! (I LOVE to clean and organize!) I bought myself an early birthday gift. It’s the Swiffer duster. It’s great. It has an extendable handle and these disposable cloths that hold on to the dust.
The handle extends out, and then the brush end bends to either side and out straight.
Isn’t this great? Aren’t we having fun!! It even reaches my ceiling fan with no chair!! I have FIVE ceiling fans to clean. I was having to get a bucket of soapy water, a chair and stand (precariously, I might add) to clean them. I always feared losing my balance and breaking my left arm. No more!! By the way, I like my left arm. I’m left-handed!
YUCK!!!
While I was doing all of this cleaning and organizing, I noticed a huge puddle of water on the kitchen floor. My dishwasher had leaked! Terry was out soul winning, so I was alone. I’m so glad I had two mops! I used them both! I’m also thankful that my little marauders were asleep during this. They would have had a hay-day in all that water. I would have had a bad hair day trying to keep them out.
When Terry got home, he looked at our faithful little kitchen helper and said it was gone. We all had a moment of silence for our dearly departed dishwasher…and then I got online to see how much a new one would cost. We had the new one installed that evening. Praise the Lord for tax refunds, and a very handy hubby! (I do not know where that gift wrap bow came from. Must be part of the fall out from my cleaning rampage.)
I love this, and so does Terry. He’s so happy that I nagged him into doing this! ;o)
If someday I should write a book of memories, I will not forget the moon. As a child, I spent many balmy, summer nights in Hot Springs lying on my Dad’s bed – after a good wresting (tickling) match- talking. He would tell stories about his childhood and I would lie next to him listening with rapt attention. The window above the bed would be open, I would be freshly bathed and ready for bed, and the wind would be gently blowing the curtains. The crickets would be singing their merry song by moonlight, and the moon? Oh, it would be bright and beautiful! For a while we would be able to see it through the leaves of the large tree that stood behind the house. Dad would sing this little song, rather softly:
Laci in her swing
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