Our Savior's love, shines like the sun with perfect light. As from above, it breaks through clouds of strife.

Feb 23, 2011

a fun Friday afternoon

The weather was beautiful.
Sarah-Jane took an early nap.
We decided it would be a great day to visit the science center.

Clara loved petting and feeding and brushing the animals. She was a cute little mother to them.

The goats couldn't quite reach the food SJ was offering... since she wouldn't get closer than about 5 feet away. She still tried her best. Cute, cute.

All before 9am

Disclaimer: I promise I DO watch my children.

On Monday morning, Sarah-Jane got into my craft box and spilled paint all over the bathroom.
(Why do I even have a craft box, since I hardly ever do crafts?... good question)

A few minutes later, (while I was taking a VERY quick shower) she pulled out the grease catching-tray on my griddle and spread bacon grease (luckily cooled) all over the 1st floor of our house. I mean all over. Little greasy footprints were everywhere... even in my bed.
(Lesson learned... take my showers at the gym, while she is being watched.)

While I was mopping the floor, stain-treating the carpet, and washing the sheets, her big sister went to the bathroom, didn't flush, and left the door to the bathroom open.. Can you guess what happenend next? Yup, wet toilet paper was pulled out of the pee -filled toilet and strewn about the bathroom.

I looked at the clock. 8:50am. It was the start of a very long day.

Good thing she is so cute and cuddly.

Feb 17, 2011

little love notes

a surprise, hidden away for you

and one from me, too:

you didn't know that i heard
it was early morning
i was grumpy (redundant, i know)
worried about caring for 2 sick little girls and teaching with you away
you prayed they would feel better
thanks for taking care of us even when you are gone
thanks for not letting me take myself too seriously
and for reminding me to look at the bright side
and for making me have fun
you may not know it, but i heard

Feb 16, 2011

Birthday Boy

Happy Birthday, Greg! Love you more than I can say!!!

(Let's make it a tradition, shall we?)