food, crochet, merriment
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HypnoBirthing is a wonderful way to learn the skills and techniques that can help expectant moms to have a calm, easy, comfortable, birthing experience.
Mama told Lily, “It’s time to go,” which usually means–tidy the toys, find your shoes, get your hat and head for the door.
This is what we got…
Ready to go—
Applause please…
Didn’t have the heart to tell her that her shoes were on the wrong feet! ha ha
Week #12 Food Storage Prompt: 4 cans mushroom soup
since I’ve seen my cute boy…
as of today–June 4, 2009.
He is happy and safe and learning Russian as well as Lithuanian and fumigating his apartment for fleas, and loving it all.
He met a man who introduced himself by saying, “Hello, my name is Jesus.”
Without missing a beat, Dane answered, ” Nice to meet you. How can we help you?”
Sheesh–I miss that boy.
I’ll just have to walk around saying, “One year left…one year left…one year left.”
Tick…tick…tick. The countdown begins…
The chanting does help.
I am brave…I am brave…I am brave.
I am trying…
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Read Jillian’s “Walking On Sunshine“” post about her brother.
We finally, FINALLY put our cute little garden in last week and just sat back to cross our fingers.
tomatoes
garlic
peas
ornamental white mini pumpkin
ornamental regular mini pumpkin
regular big pumpkin–ok, we’re pumpkin freaks here. I know.
cucumbers
Bless their seedy-planty little hearts—they are growing! For those of you who are thinking, “DUH-what did you expect?” I’d say–whenever we bury a little seed or plant into the ground and it really actually grows–isn’t is still a wonder?
peppers
radishes
Oh, I’m just so proud of you– you cute little radishes!Tell the truth–when you plant a package of seeds don’t you go check every morning to see if something is poking it’s head up out of the dirt yet? And when you find some brave little sprout…aren’t you so excited and happy and…well….isn’t it just SO COOL?
Ok, I’m done.
My seed-dirt-plant-sprout worship session is over.
“Thanks for noticing me,” and my baby garden.
When a couple of sweet…
whirl-windy babies…
can have all the pretty toys…
and books…
and stuff in the world…
why is it that in the end, they still opt…
to…play…with…the…box?
Sheesh.
We could save a ton of money here.