Several weeks ago, we needed to leave the girls home alone for a couple of hours. Jane was going to be at preschool, the girls were off from school, I was at work, and Andy had a meeting at the fire station. We had spent a greater part of the week prepping Tess and Kate for staying home alone, complete with making sure my mother would be home if she was needed. Kate was fine with the idea. Tess was not. My worrier. My control freak. My mini-me. She spent most of the week thinking about everything that could go wrong and even cried because she didn't feel "ready" for this big responsibility. Granted we had never left them alone for more than 20minutes and we were asking them to stay home alone for over an hour.
The morning of the big day, I placed a secret call to my mom, asking her to casually call the girls or stop by the house to check on them, even telling her she could be "the hero" rescuing them from danger.
About an hour into their alone time I called Tess to check in. The phone was answered by a crazed, shouting, giggling voice that sounded vaguly like my eldest daughter Tess. Kate kept shouting Hi Mom over and over in the background. They tell me that they have already eaten a bunch of Easter candy and drank some Dr Pepper before making a complete list of everything they wanted to do.
When I got home, this is the list I found.....
--Jump on the couch
--Eat candy and drink pop
--Have a pillow fight
--Turn music up really loud
--Slide in sleeping bags down the stairs
--Yell random things really loud
My mom stopped by to save the day and said she was practically pushed back out the door.
Monday, April 30, 2012
National Honesty Day
I learned from the radio this morning that today is National Honesty Day. Evidently since we start out the month of April "fooling" people, we need to end the month by telling the truth. Just two days ago I completed a pretty extensive list of updates about our family, so thought I'd change it up this Monday and list some truths about myself in honor of the holiday.
1. I spend most of my work day sitting at a desk doing officey type things. Granted I do a lot of talking on the phone to clients, meeting with clients before and after their appointments and helping people through one crisis after another(wink wink) but I also get a lot of messages about refilling medications, do a lot of typing on the computer, and completing required state paperwork for the client's chart......Not at all what most nurses do in a given day. 98% of the time I love my job and wouldn't change it for anything. The other 2% of the time I am a little embarrassed that I don't do more "saving" of lives like my peers that work in the hospitals. I paid a lot of money for my degree to be a paper pusher.
2. With that being said, I am getting a little burnt out from talking parents off the ledge. Be a parent for pete's sake! There are seriously some messed up parents in this world.....heck, in the NORTHLAND. Really thankful I work with a doctor who shares my philosophy that we can't punish a kid for having crappy parents. The good doctor and I bend over backwards to help these kids, but there is no pill for bad parenting skills. Eventually the parents have to be accountable. It is just sad that the kid has to suffer because of it, hence the getting burnt out feeling from my job. It is mentally exhausting spending 30 minutes on the phone telling a parent how to be a parent....without using any swear words.
3. Every day I see more of myself in Tess's personality and quirks. Some of them are thrilling(sigh) while others make me want to shake some sense into her. Doesn't she see how messed up I am? I told Andy that we need to start saving now for her therapy sessions as an adult. We won't be able to afford her college tuition, but we cannot not pay for therapy.
4. It is hard to discipline Jane for saying or doing something naughty when it is used correctly in a sentence/situation. For example: Yesterday she looked outside and saw Andy with a power tool drilling into the bottom of a flower pot. She looked at me and said "What the hell is he doing?" It's not good, but Jane's personality seems to be compatible with swearing. It really didn't sound too messed up coming from her...almost natural.
5. I spend many nights crying myself to sleep thinking about the safety of my girls and how I love them so much it hurts.
6. I spend many of those nights first worrying about death. Our families have been so blessed with good health. We have had some sickness and some unexpected sadness, but compared to other families, we are going strong. Does anyone else spend time thinking that eventually the good luck has to wear out? I make myself sick thinking about dying young and leaving my daughters. It is such conflict inside me that I am confident of my place in heaven but am so selfish to want to live forever.
7. It is no secret that I proclaim to hate exercising. While I do hate exercising, I find myself fantasizing daily about having a lean, muscular body. ((sigh))
8. Does anyone else find themselves telling a lie(typically so small it is stupid) and then immediately thinking "why did I just do that?" Just me? great.
9. I am so tired of reading political criticism about Obama. I would love to stand up for myself (and Obama for that matter) with facts to back up my tirade...but I just don't have enough political knowledge based on facts. I firmly believe that this country was a mess before Obama and it is slowly on its way back. Mitt Romney scares the crap out of me as a potential president but I think there are enough crazy a$$ Republicans that will vote for him(even knowing he is a quack) just to get Obama out. As if they know they will be putting a bad option in for president, but at least he will be Republican. WTF? Obama has done far more good than he will ever get credit for, and I really think that some people think it is just him making the decisions for this country. As if all the congressmen/women and house representatives make no mistakes. Yep, it is clearly just Obama that has any power. Oh, and he takes waaay too many vacations. Because a man with children that is in CHARGE OF THE FREAKIN' FREE WORLD doesn't deserve to still take vacations like us sorry worker bees do. Obama has my vote. Again. and that is the truth.
10. One of my closet career dreams is to be a back up singer. I have no desire for the spot light, but to belt it out in the background, wearing a really cool outfit, seems delightful. I also am pretty sure I would be a pretty great mental health nurse practitioner, but am too chicken to start the schooling. Not enough courage and even less money.
11. Being honest and being too honest are only separated by a fine line. I can't tell you how many things I started to type in this post and then erased because they would hurt someones feelings.
Happy Honesty Day!
1. I spend most of my work day sitting at a desk doing officey type things. Granted I do a lot of talking on the phone to clients, meeting with clients before and after their appointments and helping people through one crisis after another(wink wink) but I also get a lot of messages about refilling medications, do a lot of typing on the computer, and completing required state paperwork for the client's chart......Not at all what most nurses do in a given day. 98% of the time I love my job and wouldn't change it for anything. The other 2% of the time I am a little embarrassed that I don't do more "saving" of lives like my peers that work in the hospitals. I paid a lot of money for my degree to be a paper pusher.
2. With that being said, I am getting a little burnt out from talking parents off the ledge. Be a parent for pete's sake! There are seriously some messed up parents in this world.....heck, in the NORTHLAND. Really thankful I work with a doctor who shares my philosophy that we can't punish a kid for having crappy parents. The good doctor and I bend over backwards to help these kids, but there is no pill for bad parenting skills. Eventually the parents have to be accountable. It is just sad that the kid has to suffer because of it, hence the getting burnt out feeling from my job. It is mentally exhausting spending 30 minutes on the phone telling a parent how to be a parent....without using any swear words.
3. Every day I see more of myself in Tess's personality and quirks. Some of them are thrilling(sigh) while others make me want to shake some sense into her. Doesn't she see how messed up I am? I told Andy that we need to start saving now for her therapy sessions as an adult. We won't be able to afford her college tuition, but we cannot not pay for therapy.
4. It is hard to discipline Jane for saying or doing something naughty when it is used correctly in a sentence/situation. For example: Yesterday she looked outside and saw Andy with a power tool drilling into the bottom of a flower pot. She looked at me and said "What the hell is he doing?" It's not good, but Jane's personality seems to be compatible with swearing. It really didn't sound too messed up coming from her...almost natural.
5. I spend many nights crying myself to sleep thinking about the safety of my girls and how I love them so much it hurts.
6. I spend many of those nights first worrying about death. Our families have been so blessed with good health. We have had some sickness and some unexpected sadness, but compared to other families, we are going strong. Does anyone else spend time thinking that eventually the good luck has to wear out? I make myself sick thinking about dying young and leaving my daughters. It is such conflict inside me that I am confident of my place in heaven but am so selfish to want to live forever.
7. It is no secret that I proclaim to hate exercising. While I do hate exercising, I find myself fantasizing daily about having a lean, muscular body. ((sigh))
8. Does anyone else find themselves telling a lie(typically so small it is stupid) and then immediately thinking "why did I just do that?" Just me? great.
9. I am so tired of reading political criticism about Obama. I would love to stand up for myself (and Obama for that matter) with facts to back up my tirade...but I just don't have enough political knowledge based on facts. I firmly believe that this country was a mess before Obama and it is slowly on its way back. Mitt Romney scares the crap out of me as a potential president but I think there are enough crazy a$$ Republicans that will vote for him(even knowing he is a quack) just to get Obama out. As if they know they will be putting a bad option in for president, but at least he will be Republican. WTF? Obama has done far more good than he will ever get credit for, and I really think that some people think it is just him making the decisions for this country. As if all the congressmen/women and house representatives make no mistakes. Yep, it is clearly just Obama that has any power. Oh, and he takes waaay too many vacations. Because a man with children that is in CHARGE OF THE FREAKIN' FREE WORLD doesn't deserve to still take vacations like us sorry worker bees do. Obama has my vote. Again. and that is the truth.
10. One of my closet career dreams is to be a back up singer. I have no desire for the spot light, but to belt it out in the background, wearing a really cool outfit, seems delightful. I also am pretty sure I would be a pretty great mental health nurse practitioner, but am too chicken to start the schooling. Not enough courage and even less money.
11. Being honest and being too honest are only separated by a fine line. I can't tell you how many things I started to type in this post and then erased because they would hurt someones feelings.
Happy Honesty Day!
Friday, April 27, 2012
TGIF
1. Here is it already Friday(Hooray) and I have been trying all dang week to get this post done. In two days I should be doing another one....that being said...
2. I am REALLY not fond of the updates to this blog site. In the past I was able to easily, and quickly(!)download pictures from my phone straight to the blog. Not so much anymore. This post is definately going to suffer without the pictures. sorry.
3. Last Saturday was my darling niece Amelia's first birthday. **insert cute picture here** My SIL and BIL threw a great party and it is still pretty shocking that she has been around for a whole year.
4. On the way to my darling niece Amelia's first birthday party, my MIL and FIL were in a car accident. **insert tragic car picture here** Thankfully no one was hurt, but the car was totaled. The man that caused the accident didn't even say he was sorry. Who doesn't say "I'm sorry" for causing an accident that totals someone's car? jerk.
5. Our realtor talked us into having an Open House on Sunday. I will just d-i-e if no one comes. Someone, please come walk around our house, even if it is just to be nosey! but not in a creepy way.
6. I decided to cut off my loooonng hair. **insert picture of what I consider long hair** When I told Jane that I was getting my hair cut off she said "but moms have hair!" When I asked if I would still be her mom without hair, she said "No, you would be a dad!" Thankfully the hair is gone and back to my normal, and Jane didn't go to school saying she has two dads. (at least we haven't gotten any calls from the teachers yet) And note to anyone who reads this.....next time I mention thinking about growing my hair out, slap me. hard.
7. Tess has her fourth basketball practice with the competition team this week and came home gassed and on the verge of tears. This is her first experience with a fun little thing called CONDITIONING. The coach makes them run liners at the end of the practice and if they don't do it in the specified amount of time, he makes them run it again. The "Q" word crossed her mind, she admitted, but after we had a heart to heart discussion she decided to stick it out for the season. The best part was when she was describing the pain she felt while running and I realized she had no idea what exercising when you are out of shape feels like.....I described the pain in the legs, the burning in the lungs, the feeling like you might vomit....she looked at me like I was going to tell her she had some medical disorder, when I said "oh honey, that is called being out of shape! Now do you understand why mommy hates exercising so much? Because since I don't do it often enough, I feel like that almost every time I work out!" We shall see how she does with sports moving forward. It is so hard to explain to her(without scaring the crap out of her) that from now on the coaches don't coddle them and the conditioning gets harder. Hoping that our Samantha will have some words of wisdom for her about how to grow thicker skin and want something enough to handle adversity. Tough reality for 10 years old.
8. I went for my six month skin cancer check and had to have a biopsy off my back. good times. It does worry me that I was able to grow something new in six months, during the six months my skin sees no sun. yikes. Hopeful for good news.
9. Yesterday was Take Your Kid To Work Day. No, neither of my kids got to participate. Yes, I did get sad faces and the whiney "why can't you work somewhere that lets kids come visit?" speech. Sorry girls. Your parents choose health care, and your mother choose mental health care, which is the most protected of all health care information. Why can't they instead think I'm cool because of such restricted access?
10. Jane came home from preschool on Monday telling me she had a new laugh. I asked her to show me. She said "well, say something funny", so I did. She then laughed like this...HAHAHAHAHA...in the most abrasive harsh way, similar to a donkey braying loudly. I told her it was pretty good. She said thank you, in her cute little soft spoken way.
2. I am REALLY not fond of the updates to this blog site. In the past I was able to easily, and quickly(!)download pictures from my phone straight to the blog. Not so much anymore. This post is definately going to suffer without the pictures. sorry.
3. Last Saturday was my darling niece Amelia's first birthday. **insert cute picture here** My SIL and BIL threw a great party and it is still pretty shocking that she has been around for a whole year.
4. On the way to my darling niece Amelia's first birthday party, my MIL and FIL were in a car accident. **insert tragic car picture here** Thankfully no one was hurt, but the car was totaled. The man that caused the accident didn't even say he was sorry. Who doesn't say "I'm sorry" for causing an accident that totals someone's car? jerk.
5. Our realtor talked us into having an Open House on Sunday. I will just d-i-e if no one comes. Someone, please come walk around our house, even if it is just to be nosey! but not in a creepy way.
6. I decided to cut off my loooonng hair. **insert picture of what I consider long hair** When I told Jane that I was getting my hair cut off she said "but moms have hair!" When I asked if I would still be her mom without hair, she said "No, you would be a dad!" Thankfully the hair is gone and back to my normal, and Jane didn't go to school saying she has two dads. (at least we haven't gotten any calls from the teachers yet) And note to anyone who reads this.....next time I mention thinking about growing my hair out, slap me. hard.
7. Tess has her fourth basketball practice with the competition team this week and came home gassed and on the verge of tears. This is her first experience with a fun little thing called CONDITIONING. The coach makes them run liners at the end of the practice and if they don't do it in the specified amount of time, he makes them run it again. The "Q" word crossed her mind, she admitted, but after we had a heart to heart discussion she decided to stick it out for the season. The best part was when she was describing the pain she felt while running and I realized she had no idea what exercising when you are out of shape feels like.....I described the pain in the legs, the burning in the lungs, the feeling like you might vomit....she looked at me like I was going to tell her she had some medical disorder, when I said "oh honey, that is called being out of shape! Now do you understand why mommy hates exercising so much? Because since I don't do it often enough, I feel like that almost every time I work out!" We shall see how she does with sports moving forward. It is so hard to explain to her(without scaring the crap out of her) that from now on the coaches don't coddle them and the conditioning gets harder. Hoping that our Samantha will have some words of wisdom for her about how to grow thicker skin and want something enough to handle adversity. Tough reality for 10 years old.
8. I went for my six month skin cancer check and had to have a biopsy off my back. good times. It does worry me that I was able to grow something new in six months, during the six months my skin sees no sun. yikes. Hopeful for good news.
9. Yesterday was Take Your Kid To Work Day. No, neither of my kids got to participate. Yes, I did get sad faces and the whiney "why can't you work somewhere that lets kids come visit?" speech. Sorry girls. Your parents choose health care, and your mother choose mental health care, which is the most protected of all health care information. Why can't they instead think I'm cool because of such restricted access?
10. Jane came home from preschool on Monday telling me she had a new laugh. I asked her to show me. She said "well, say something funny", so I did. She then laughed like this...HAHAHAHAHA...in the most abrasive harsh way, similar to a donkey braying loudly. I told her it was pretty good. She said thank you, in her cute little soft spoken way.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Manic Monday
1. We are averaging two showings a week on our house which is GREAT....but no one is buying it, which is BAD. Actually, it isn't bad, it is just frustrating. It has been on the market for a little over a month now, and it is crazy how negative the mind can get, and how fast it goes there. Good news is we have another showing tonight. Thank you Jesus.
2. The Royals are killing me. Last night was a great performance by the Royals and they lost on a difficult pitch from a great pitcher. The Cleveland series was disappointing, although it was nice to see my old boyfriend, Sandy Alomar Jr, on the coaching staff for the Indians. He looked good. I'm happy for him. C'mon Royals! Let's get some wins so this town will quit bitching! (We are only ten games into the season and already people are negative.....we are all weather fans in this house!)
3. We had Jane's parent teacher conferences last Friday. I did not get to attend but Andy did not bring home any bad news...at least that he was willing to share. He did send me a picture of one of her art pieces that she had titled "My Underwear". Classic Jane.
4. Kate started Tball this week. She is so darn cute out there. Cute and Bored! This kid would benefit from a faster paced game. She loves to hit, loves to field the ball, loves to be in the action. Unfortunatly, little girls 6U tball is sllooooowwww. I almost feel guilty for signing her up. Her gymnastics class sign ups are in May, can't wait to see her **shine** in that spotlight.
5. Tess got her retainer last week and it is huge. ginormous. really really big. Thankfully she only has to wear it at night and during the day when she is at home(which isn't often). I think we are going to be out some money in two years, because if she actually manages to lose this retainer it will be tragic.
6. I am so ready to buy flowers for my deck and yard. So ready. Must. Hold. Out.....till May.
7. Planning the summer calendar with all the camps, practices, games, lessons, and other activities is making my head numb.
8. Our Bailey graduates from high school in one month. ONE MONTH. Can't believe how fast time has gone, it seems like just yesterday she was a little 8 year old teaching Tess cheerleading in the front yard. good times.
9. Samantha Jean has her own blog now. The link is on my blog in the right hand column. She is a busy softball playing college girl, so not a lot of time to post...yet. We hope to get to see her play softball in a couple of weeks. Tragic that she has been at Drake this long and we have yet to make the trip up there.
10. I need a date with my husband. Even if it is just grocery shopping and drive through dinner afterwards....would still feel pretty special.
2. The Royals are killing me. Last night was a great performance by the Royals and they lost on a difficult pitch from a great pitcher. The Cleveland series was disappointing, although it was nice to see my old boyfriend, Sandy Alomar Jr, on the coaching staff for the Indians. He looked good. I'm happy for him. C'mon Royals! Let's get some wins so this town will quit bitching! (We are only ten games into the season and already people are negative.....we are all weather fans in this house!)
3. We had Jane's parent teacher conferences last Friday. I did not get to attend but Andy did not bring home any bad news...at least that he was willing to share. He did send me a picture of one of her art pieces that she had titled "My Underwear". Classic Jane.
4. Kate started Tball this week. She is so darn cute out there. Cute and Bored! This kid would benefit from a faster paced game. She loves to hit, loves to field the ball, loves to be in the action. Unfortunatly, little girls 6U tball is sllooooowwww. I almost feel guilty for signing her up. Her gymnastics class sign ups are in May, can't wait to see her **shine** in that spotlight.
5. Tess got her retainer last week and it is huge. ginormous. really really big. Thankfully she only has to wear it at night and during the day when she is at home(which isn't often). I think we are going to be out some money in two years, because if she actually manages to lose this retainer it will be tragic.
6. I am so ready to buy flowers for my deck and yard. So ready. Must. Hold. Out.....till May.
7. Planning the summer calendar with all the camps, practices, games, lessons, and other activities is making my head numb.
8. Our Bailey graduates from high school in one month. ONE MONTH. Can't believe how fast time has gone, it seems like just yesterday she was a little 8 year old teaching Tess cheerleading in the front yard. good times.
9. Samantha Jean has her own blog now. The link is on my blog in the right hand column. She is a busy softball playing college girl, so not a lot of time to post...yet. We hope to get to see her play softball in a couple of weeks. Tragic that she has been at Drake this long and we have yet to make the trip up there.
10. I need a date with my husband. Even if it is just grocery shopping and drive through dinner afterwards....would still feel pretty special.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Poem for Tess
Today begins the first day of MAP testing for Tess. The teachers asked parents to send notes of encouragement to the kiddos for them to read each morning before starting the exams. I am confident that my darling did not need a pep talk to get started, she is actually looking forward to several days of standardized tests.......I have to admit that I enjoyed these tests taking marathons myself when I was a student. Anyway, I had a few extra minutes at work one day(wink wink) and found myself creating a poem....I am no lyrical genius, this much is for sure, but I do love my daughter and can manage to rhyme a few words...like Tess and mess. Enjoy!
I have the most beautiful daughter named Tess
sometimes her closet is a mess
She has gorgeous brown eyes
and thick luscious hair
and long legs that reach to the skies
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
If you would like to hear a sound like an angel from above
just listen to her voice and you will fall in love.
If you want to be amazed at how much the brain can know
just ask her a question and she will put on quite a show.
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
Her laugh is melodic and her cry just breaks my heart
If you ever get the chance to meet her, you will love her right from the start!
Tess has it all! Of that you can be sure.....
Even though some days her fast talking leaves us all in a blur.
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
She is my JOY, she is my shining light.
She makes me smile, even on days when we fight.
It is no secret that she is my "mini-me"
though she soon will top my height of 5 foot 3.
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
I love to think of how far she will go in life
and I long to protect her from unpleasant strife.
But all I can do is pray to God above
that my amazing Brogan Tess is showered by His love.
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
So my dear sweet Tess, as you are taking this exam
remember that no matter what, your proud mother is who I am....
Please don't worry, don't fret, don't even lose any sleep
You are my oldest blessing and my love you can ALWAYS keep.
I love you!
Mom
Spring 2012
I have the most beautiful daughter named Tess
sometimes her closet is a mess
She has gorgeous brown eyes
and thick luscious hair
and long legs that reach to the skies
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
If you would like to hear a sound like an angel from above
just listen to her voice and you will fall in love.
If you want to be amazed at how much the brain can know
just ask her a question and she will put on quite a show.
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
Her laugh is melodic and her cry just breaks my heart
If you ever get the chance to meet her, you will love her right from the start!
Tess has it all! Of that you can be sure.....
Even though some days her fast talking leaves us all in a blur.
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
She is my JOY, she is my shining light.
She makes me smile, even on days when we fight.
It is no secret that she is my "mini-me"
though she soon will top my height of 5 foot 3.
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
I love to think of how far she will go in life
and I long to protect her from unpleasant strife.
But all I can do is pray to God above
that my amazing Brogan Tess is showered by His love.
Have I mentioned how much I love this girl?
So my dear sweet Tess, as you are taking this exam
remember that no matter what, your proud mother is who I am....
Please don't worry, don't fret, don't even lose any sleep
You are my oldest blessing and my love you can ALWAYS keep.
I love you!
Mom
Spring 2012
Monday, April 9, 2012
I heart Easter!
The older I get, the more I am realizing that Easter is surpassing Thanksgiving as my favorite holiday. Turkey day is great, but I think I liked the day because of the food, the family time, my birthday! and the day after shopping tradition......
Yesterday as I was sitting in church I was overcome by how happy I felt. My girls and I had a fun morning getting ready in their Easter finest, even letting me curl their hair! We went to church and everyone is smiling, dressed up, the church pews are full of people, we sang uplifting Easter hymns(Christ the Lord is Risen Today! Alleluia!)the sun was shining.....it just felt so JOYful. While I was listening to the church choir, of which all four of my parents plus my husband were a part of, I realized what this day really meant to me... this holiday is the very foundation of my Christian beliefs. Christ died for me. For ME. I feel sorry for anyone who doesn't have that knowledge and understanding....it makes Easter Sunday just any other Sunday of the year. How BOR-ING.
These are my Easter beauties....love Tess's banged up legs(which horrified her when she put on her dress and realized it wasn't long enough to cover her scrapes and bruises.) and Jane's pulled up hair with curls. All three girls had pedicures done by yours truly on Saturday to match their dresses. Jane has been waiting a month to wear that dress and only agreed to take it off to climb Aunt Pam's tree.
No, our Easter clothes are not new.....just recycled outfits, that amazingly still fit, from years gone by. Our love isn't new either, but thankfully, still fits us just fine too.
Yesterday as I was sitting in church I was overcome by how happy I felt. My girls and I had a fun morning getting ready in their Easter finest, even letting me curl their hair! We went to church and everyone is smiling, dressed up, the church pews are full of people, we sang uplifting Easter hymns(Christ the Lord is Risen Today! Alleluia!)the sun was shining.....it just felt so JOYful. While I was listening to the church choir, of which all four of my parents plus my husband were a part of, I realized what this day really meant to me... this holiday is the very foundation of my Christian beliefs. Christ died for me. For ME. I feel sorry for anyone who doesn't have that knowledge and understanding....it makes Easter Sunday just any other Sunday of the year. How BOR-ING.
These are my Easter beauties....love Tess's banged up legs(which horrified her when she put on her dress and realized it wasn't long enough to cover her scrapes and bruises.) and Jane's pulled up hair with curls. All three girls had pedicures done by yours truly on Saturday to match their dresses. Jane has been waiting a month to wear that dress and only agreed to take it off to climb Aunt Pam's tree.
No, our Easter clothes are not new.....just recycled outfits, that amazingly still fit, from years gone by. Our love isn't new either, but thankfully, still fits us just fine too.
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