Lily taking her turn.
Jeff giving it a try.
Wyatt got Guitar Hero Saturday night with the last of his birthday gift cards. I think Jeff wanted it as much as Wyatt did. We all played it--I must admit-I even played it when no one else was home today. I'm getting better. It's hard. Somehow Wyatt seems to be a natural at it. We're thinking about guitar lessons! (oh, and the tongue does really help!)
Wyatt had baseball picture day at 7:15 Saturday morning-yikes!
Wyatt had baseball picture day at 7:15 Saturday morning-yikes!
Lily and I made this dress for her Cabbage Patch doll today. Well, let me say we started it together after much of her begging--and 5 minutes into it her friend came knocking at the door and off she went. I finished it. It took all of 15 minutes-and that's with a mess up---I haven't sewn in a while! We have fabric to make 2 more and a matching one for Lily. Another day.
I made purple and orange fries tonight for dinner from purple potatoes and sweet potatoes. I put them in and went down and got on the treadmill. Mistake. I burnt the sweet potatoes, but the purple ones were fine and tasted like regular potatoes.
Lily sewing the doll dress---before she ditched me.
Lily's beloved fish, Rainbow, died Saturday. Or, at least, that's when we discovered that he was dead. He had a shell he would go into and she told me he hadn't been out in a while. Red flag. As soon as I walked over, I knew. It stunk. Jeff had to shake the shell to get him out. We haven't had the burial yet--he's still in a zip lock in the garage--eeww. She had just written her young author book at school about him, too. She was so sad. We got a new one Saturday night. R.J. for Rainbow junior. He's a crown tail and really pretty.(that's him above)
I made purple and orange fries tonight for dinner from purple potatoes and sweet potatoes. I put them in and went down and got on the treadmill. Mistake. I burnt the sweet potatoes, but the purple ones were fine and tasted like regular potatoes.
Lily sewing the doll dress---before she ditched me.
Lily's beloved fish, Rainbow, died Saturday. Or, at least, that's when we discovered that he was dead. He had a shell he would go into and she told me he hadn't been out in a while. Red flag. As soon as I walked over, I knew. It stunk. Jeff had to shake the shell to get him out. We haven't had the burial yet--he's still in a zip lock in the garage--eeww. She had just written her young author book at school about him, too. She was so sad. We got a new one Saturday night. R.J. for Rainbow junior. He's a crown tail and really pretty.(that's him above)
I was looking through Lily's backpack tonight and she had a whole stack of creative writing pieces. One is called "The Best Mom" and this is how it goes: (no editing here)
The best mom is my mom. Evey night she kisses me. Mmmmp. She loves me much. I love her much. We huge(hug) and we kiss each other. She knows I love her much. I know that she loves me much. I love my mom. She loves me too. Sometimes we go to the mall together. It's realy fun. We eat at mark pie's sometimes. Mark pie's is a chinense restront. She is the best.
OK, that made my day, no, my week!
Gotta love 2nd grade writing!
1 comments:
How sweet! It's amazing what you can dig out of a backpack!
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