Thursday, February 28, 2008
She started off her day by writing a story. I caught her sitting on her little bed, talking to herself as she wrote about Belle and a little bird being caught in a cave. She has such an imagination. Her big sister, Grace is always writing stories and it seems Emma has joined her.
Next she decided that she just must play Grace's violin. If you look closely you'll notice her music book is actually a story book! LOL! We were surprised that we noticed a couple of notes from "Twinkle, Twinkle"....
After her bath it was time to do a little building. This she did without any help. She obviously gets this talent from PaPa who's an engineer.
After all the happenings (and costume changes) what's a girl to do but curl up with her best buddy and head off to dreamland.
God has certainly blessed our lives with this little angel...and all 3 of our little ladies. I'm glad I can share many days in their lives.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
The Making of FriendsLife is sweet
just because of the friends we have made
And the things which incommon we share
We want to live on,not just for ourselves
But because of the people who care
It's giving and doing for somebody else
On that all life's splendor depends
And the joy of this world,when you've summed it all up,
Is found in the making of friends.
by Edgar A. Guest
The weather has been so gorgeous lately that we couldn't resist a park day with some of our buddies.
Sunshine, flowers and friends-we can't wait for another day like this!
Saturday, February 16, 2008
We had another gorgeous day today in the south! It was about 70F, sunny with a little breeze. The girls and I stayed outside all day! We went down to the boat house to read "Beautiful Girlhood". We're really enjoying this book-enough to read it on a Saturday! While we were there we were entertained by some friends.Five pelicans were fishing in the creek. A lone blue heron flew by a couple of times too. These are such beautiful birds. I've seen them hundreds of times but still am amazed at them.
While walking around for a bit just observing all the wonderful things God has placed around us, the girls spotted the perfect tree for a fort.The big girls started the construction work on the fort leaving me and Emma to do a "natural" craft. We decided to pick up some shells to paint from our oyster shell drive. She and I both had fun painting pictures on the shells. Grace even joined in. A few days earlier we had painted on leaves.
The sun's going down and we're all tired, but very content. We can only hope that tomorrow will be as lovely.(our big kitty-Lizzie Beth)
Friday, February 15, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
(balloons from Dad)
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Here's such a nice tidbit about aprons that Cheryl (aka Pamela) sent me:
The principle use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath. But along with that, it served as a holder for removing hot pans from the oven; it was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasions was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven. When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids; and when the weather was cold, Grandma wrapped it around her arms. Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove. Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron. From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls. In the fall the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that apron could dust in a matter of seconds. When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields for dinner. It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that "old-time apron" that served so many purposes.