Thursday, May 26, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
An hour later when we got home from the soccer game, things had picked up dramatically on the cookie selling front. Evan was still walking around with signs taped to his shirt but was now carrying the cookies around and yelling "Cookies for sale! Fresh cookies for sale!" Their inventory had really dwindled in the hour or so we were gone. Evan was thrilled with the sales they were making and asked me if I wanted to know how he got over his fear. When I told him I would love to know, he said he just started by saying "Cookies for sale" in his head over and over and just started saying it louder and louder until he was really saying it. I guess it worked because every time someone new came into our driveway he walked right up to them with his tray of cookies and yelled "Cookies for sale!" right at them.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Anyway, back to my little helper. I should have known something was up with her last night when she didn't get out of bed her normal thirty five times before falling asleep. She only got up once and came downstairs and informed us that she couldn't go to sleep because she was Princess Rockstar.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Tis May; and yet the March flower Dandelion
Is still in bloom among the emerald grass,
Shining like guineas with the sun's warm eye on--
We almost think they are gold as we pass,
Or fallen stars in a green sea of grass.
They shine in fields, or waste grounds near the town.
They closed like painter's brush when even was.
At length they turn to nothing else but down,
While the rude winds blow off each shadowy crown.
Excerpt from "A Rhapsody"Source: "Poems Chiefly From Manuscript, by John Clare
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
I am trying to clean up my photo files and I found a bunch of pictures that I meant to post but never got around to it. You know with being busy with soccer, baseball, scouts and tennis every night of the week on top of everything else that comes along in our daily life. So this week I am going to try to play catch up and get some of those oldies but goodies on here. In reality they are not that old - a month maybe - when I think how far behind on my scrap booking I am, it makes this blog look up to the minute. Evan just turned one year old in my scrapbooks. He will be seven in five days.
Does anyone else think she looks a bit like Bella Swan in this wig or is it just me? I need to have her work on her pout and jutting her chin out, then she would be a dead ringer.