There have been so many good memories over this year... I had a blast looking back through my blog archives. Made me happy that Bou got me started on this. Yet, I couldn't figure out what I wanted to post for today. The top 10 people list that is going around? Point to some of my favorite posts?
Instead, I got this in my email yesterday and thought it was the best of all. I get this at least twice a year and every time I read it, I wish I could follow it. Some days I do, most days I wish I did. I think it is a great way to end this year and start the next. I hope I do better in 2006 in following this advice than I did in 2005.
An Old Farmer's Advice:
* Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.
* Keep skunks and bankers and lawyers at a distance.
* Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.
* A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.
* Words that soak into your ears are whispered...not yelled.
* Meanness don't jes' happen overnight.
* Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.
* Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.
* It don't take a very big person to carry a grudge.
* You cannot unsay a cruel word.
* Every path has a few puddles.
* When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
* The best sermons are lived, not preached.
* Most of the stuff people worry about ain't never gonna happen anyway.
* Don't judge folks by their relatives.
* Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
* Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time.
* Don't interfere with somethin' that ain't botherin' you none.
* Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.
* If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.
* Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.
* The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every mornin'.
* Always drink upstream from the herd.
* Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.
* Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin' it back in.
* If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence, try orderin' somebody else's dog around.
* Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Last Day, New Year Coming
There have been so many good memories over this year... I had a blast looking back through my blog archives. Made me happy that Bou got me started on this. Yet, I couldn't figure out what I wanted to post for today. The top 10 people list that is going around? Point to some of my favorite posts?
Instead, I got this in my email yesterday and thought it was the best of all. I get this at least twice a year and every time I read it, I wish I could follow it. Some days I do, most days I wish I did. I think it is a great way to end this year and start the next. I hope I do better in 2006 in following this advice than I did in 2005.
An Old Farmer's Advice:
* Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.
* Keep skunks and bankers and lawyers at a distance.
* Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.
* A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.
* Words that soak into your ears are whispered...not yelled.
* Meanness don't jes' happen overnight.
* Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.
* Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.
* It don't take a very big person to carry a grudge.
* You cannot unsay a cruel word.
* Every path has a few puddles.
* When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
* The best sermons are lived, not preached.
* Most of the stuff people worry about ain't never gonna happen anyway.
* Don't judge folks by their relatives.
* Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
* Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time.
* Don't interfere with somethin' that ain't botherin' you none.
* Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.
* If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.
* Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.
* The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every mornin'.
* Always drink upstream from the herd.
* Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.
* Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin' it back in.
* If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence, try orderin' somebody else's dog around.
* Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.
Instead, I got this in my email yesterday and thought it was the best of all. I get this at least twice a year and every time I read it, I wish I could follow it. Some days I do, most days I wish I did. I think it is a great way to end this year and start the next. I hope I do better in 2006 in following this advice than I did in 2005.
An Old Farmer's Advice:
* Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.
* Keep skunks and bankers and lawyers at a distance.
* Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.
* A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.
* Words that soak into your ears are whispered...not yelled.
* Meanness don't jes' happen overnight.
* Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.
* Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.
* It don't take a very big person to carry a grudge.
* You cannot unsay a cruel word.
* Every path has a few puddles.
* When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
* The best sermons are lived, not preached.
* Most of the stuff people worry about ain't never gonna happen anyway.
* Don't judge folks by their relatives.
* Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
* Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time.
* Don't interfere with somethin' that ain't botherin' you none.
* Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.
* If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.
* Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.
* The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every mornin'.
* Always drink upstream from the herd.
* Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.
* Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin' it back in.
* If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence, try orderin' somebody else's dog around.
* Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.
Friday, December 30, 2005
I Must Be Dreaming
My sister called me about a Tropical Storm. After she finished laughing about how I almost superglued my finger to the Steam Cleaner when I was trying to fix it along with all the other accidents (see post below) she told me about a Tropical Storm. I thought she was joking. She's not. Here is what I saw at the National Hurricane Center at 11:50am EST.
Please tell me it is just a nightmare and will be gone soon.
SPECIAL TROPICAL DISTURBANCE STATEMENT
NWS TPC/NATIONAL HURRICANE CENTER MIAMI FL
1100 AM EST FRI DEC 30 2005
SATELLITE IMAGERY INDICATES THAT AN AREA OF LOW PRESSURE IN THE
EASTERN ATLANTIC HAS DEVELOPED INTO A TROPICAL STORM ABOUT 1000
MILES SOUTH-SOUTHWEST OF THE AZORES. A SPECIAL ADVISORY ON
TROPICAL STORM ZETA IS IN PREPARATION AND WILL BE ISSUED IN AN HOUR
OR SO.
Please tell me it is just a nightmare and will be gone soon.
I Must Be Dreaming
My sister called me about a Tropical Storm. After she finished laughing about how I almost superglued my finger to the Steam Cleaner when I was trying to fix it along with all the other accidents (see post below) she told me about a Tropical Storm. I thought she was joking. She's not. Here is what I saw at the National Hurricane Center at 11:50am EST.
Please tell me it is just a nightmare and will be gone soon.
SPECIAL TROPICAL DISTURBANCE STATEMENT
NWS TPC/NATIONAL HURRICANE CENTER MIAMI FL
1100 AM EST FRI DEC 30 2005
SATELLITE IMAGERY INDICATES THAT AN AREA OF LOW PRESSURE IN THE
EASTERN ATLANTIC HAS DEVELOPED INTO A TROPICAL STORM ABOUT 1000
MILES SOUTH-SOUTHWEST OF THE AZORES. A SPECIAL ADVISORY ON
TROPICAL STORM ZETA IS IN PREPARATION AND WILL BE ISSUED IN AN HOUR
OR SO.
Please tell me it is just a nightmare and will be gone soon.
Danger Danger, Stay Away From Mom
Shout it from the roof tops... Danger Prone Mom is at it again. Here is one of two injuries I got yesterday:
Yep, that is my forehead. That is a huge cut in it. Maybe not that huge, but the amount of blood that came out of it made me think it was huge. (Click to enlarge the picture). The other is on my right hand. Oh yaaa. I can't seem to stop doing stupid stuff like this. I was sitting on the floor working on the Steam Cleaner last night when I got up very quickly. The cabinet door was open above me. I didn't know it. Yes, I was the one that opened it. But I heard a yell. I moved quickly... very quickly... right up into the cabinet door. Turns out it was my hubby yelling and not one of the kids. Thank goodness. At 10pm you don't want your kids waking up.
And even though I fixed the cleaner, I also succeeded in breaking a piece of it.
Wonder what the rest of this week is going to bring. Only today and the weekend left. ;-)
Yep, that is my forehead. That is a huge cut in it. Maybe not that huge, but the amount of blood that came out of it made me think it was huge. (Click to enlarge the picture). The other is on my right hand. Oh yaaa. I can't seem to stop doing stupid stuff like this. I was sitting on the floor working on the Steam Cleaner last night when I got up very quickly. The cabinet door was open above me. I didn't know it. Yes, I was the one that opened it. But I heard a yell. I moved quickly... very quickly... right up into the cabinet door. Turns out it was my hubby yelling and not one of the kids. Thank goodness. At 10pm you don't want your kids waking up.
And even though I fixed the cleaner, I also succeeded in breaking a piece of it.
Wonder what the rest of this week is going to bring. Only today and the weekend left. ;-)
Danger Danger, Stay Away From Mom
Shout it from the roof tops... Danger Prone Mom is at it again. Here is one of two injuries I got yesterday:
Yep, that is my forehead. That is a huge cut in it. Maybe not that huge, but the amount of blood that came out of it made me think it was huge. (Click to enlarge the picture). The other is on my right hand. Oh yaaa. I can't seem to stop doing stupid stuff like this. I was sitting on the floor working on the Steam Cleaner last night when I got up very quickly. The cabinet door was open above me. I didn't know it. Yes, I was the one that opened it. But I heard a yell. I moved quickly... very quickly... right up into the cabinet door. Turns out it was my hubby yelling and not one of the kids. Thank goodness. At 10pm you don't want your kids waking up.
And even though I fixed the cleaner, I also succeeded in breaking a piece of it.
Wonder what the rest of this week is going to bring. Only today and the weekend left. ;-)
Yep, that is my forehead. That is a huge cut in it. Maybe not that huge, but the amount of blood that came out of it made me think it was huge. (Click to enlarge the picture). The other is on my right hand. Oh yaaa. I can't seem to stop doing stupid stuff like this. I was sitting on the floor working on the Steam Cleaner last night when I got up very quickly. The cabinet door was open above me. I didn't know it. Yes, I was the one that opened it. But I heard a yell. I moved quickly... very quickly... right up into the cabinet door. Turns out it was my hubby yelling and not one of the kids. Thank goodness. At 10pm you don't want your kids waking up.
And even though I fixed the cleaner, I also succeeded in breaking a piece of it.
Wonder what the rest of this week is going to bring. Only today and the weekend left. ;-)
Cardboard Boxes
Some of the best gifts are the boxes that other things come in! Here is an example of Cousin B and Tot playing together in a box:
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You can even eat an apple in the box. I'm surprised that Tot didn't take it from him. Guess when you are hiding in a box together that being nice is the better option.
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You can even eat an apple in the box. I'm surprised that Tot didn't take it from him. Guess when you are hiding in a box together that being nice is the better option.
Cardboard Boxes
Some of the best gifts are the boxes that other things come in! Here is an example of Cousin B and Tot playing together in a box:
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You can even eat an apple in the box. I'm surprised that Tot didn't take it from him. Guess when you are hiding in a box together that being nice is the better option.
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You can even eat an apple in the box. I'm surprised that Tot didn't take it from him. Guess when you are hiding in a box together that being nice is the better option.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Mamaw's Decorations
Since you saw my sons' wonderful decorations, I thought you ought to see what my mom did.
And yes, she really did make these:
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This is just the way she puts stuff together... isn't it grand? Wish I had gotten those genes from her.
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My mom did pass this talent on to my other sisters. Here is proof... Tink crossstitched this Angel.
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I can fix a vacuum but not put together a bunch of Christmas decorations and make it look great. Maybe my boys will be better at it than I am. I can always hope.
And yes, she really did make these:
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This is just the way she puts stuff together... isn't it grand? Wish I had gotten those genes from her.
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My mom did pass this talent on to my other sisters. Here is proof... Tink crossstitched this Angel.
= = = = =
I can fix a vacuum but not put together a bunch of Christmas decorations and make it look great. Maybe my boys will be better at it than I am. I can always hope.
Mamaw's Decorations
Since you saw my sons' wonderful decorations, I thought you ought to see what my mom did.
And yes, she really did make these:
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This is just the way she puts stuff together... isn't it grand? Wish I had gotten those genes from her.
= = = = =
My mom did pass this talent on to my other sisters. Here is proof... Tink crossstitched this Angel.
= = = = =
I can fix a vacuum but not put together a bunch of Christmas decorations and make it look great. Maybe my boys will be better at it than I am. I can always hope.
And yes, she really did make these:
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This is just the way she puts stuff together... isn't it grand? Wish I had gotten those genes from her.
= = = = =
My mom did pass this talent on to my other sisters. Here is proof... Tink crossstitched this Angel.
= = = = =
I can fix a vacuum but not put together a bunch of Christmas decorations and make it look great. Maybe my boys will be better at it than I am. I can always hope.
Mamaw's Decorations
Since you saw my sons' wonderful decorations, I thought you ought to see what my mom did.
And yes, she really did make these:
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This is just the way she puts stuff together... isn't it grand? Wish I had gotten those genes from her.
= = = = =
My mom did pass this talent on to my other sisters. Here is proof... Tink crossstitched this Angel.
= = = = =
I can fix a vacuum but not put together a bunch of Christmas decorations and make it look great. Maybe my boys will be better at it than I am. I can always hope.
And yes, she really did make these:
= = = = =
This is just the way she puts stuff together... isn't it grand? Wish I had gotten those genes from her.
= = = = =
My mom did pass this talent on to my other sisters. Here is proof... Tink crossstitched this Angel.
= = = = =
I can fix a vacuum but not put together a bunch of Christmas decorations and make it look great. Maybe my boys will be better at it than I am. I can always hope.
Mamaw's Decorations
Since you saw my sons' wonderful decorations, I thought you ought to see what my mom did.
And yes, she really did make these:
= = = = =
This is just the way she puts stuff together... isn't it grand? Wish I had gotten those genes from her.
= = = = =
My mom did pass this talent on to my other sisters. Here is proof... Tink crossstitched this Angel.
= = = = =
I can fix a vacuum but not put together a bunch of Christmas decorations and make it look great. Maybe my boys will be better at it than I am. I can always hope.
And yes, she really did make these:
= = = = =
This is just the way she puts stuff together... isn't it grand? Wish I had gotten those genes from her.
= = = = =
My mom did pass this talent on to my other sisters. Here is proof... Tink crossstitched this Angel.
= = = = =
I can fix a vacuum but not put together a bunch of Christmas decorations and make it look great. Maybe my boys will be better at it than I am. I can always hope.
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Humor for Dreaded Wednesday
Ok Ok... I'm late getting this out. But trust me, I have been extremely busy. In fact for the next week, I'm not sure how much I will get to post. I have great pictures and stories from my visit to my mom's. Hopefully I'll remember them all when I get a chance to post!!!
Here is some dog humor:
SNIFFER
A man had just settled into his seat next to the window on the plane when another man sat down in the aisle seat and put his black Labrador Retriever in the middle seat next to the man.
The first man looks very quizzically at the dog and asks why the dog is allowed on the plane. The second man explained that he is a DEA agent and that the dog is a "sniffing dog". His name is Sniffer and he's the best there is. I'll show you once we get airborne, when I put him to work."
The plane takes off, and once it has leveled out, the agent says: "Watch this." He tells Sniffer to "search". Sniffer jumps down, walks along the aisle, and finally sits very purposefully next to a woman for a several seconds. Sniffer then returns to its seat and puts one paw on the agent's arm.
The agent says, "Good boy", and he turns to the man and says: "That woman is in possession of marijuana, so I'm making a note of her seat number and the authorities will apprehend her when we land."
"Say, that's pretty neat" replies the first man.
Once again, the agent sends Sniffer to search the aisles. The Lab sniffs about, sits down beside a man for a few seconds, returns to its seat, and this time, he places TWO paws on the agent's arm.
The agent says, "That man is carrying cocaine, so again, I'm making a note of his seat number for the police."
"I like it!" says his seat mate.
The agent then told Sniffer to "search" again.
Sniffer walked up and down the aisles for a little while, sat down for a moment, and then came racing back to the agent, jumped into the middle seat and proceeded to poop all over the place.
The first man is really grossed out by this behavior and can't figure out how or why a well-trained dog would act like that, so he asks the agent "What's going on?"
The agent nervously replied, "He just found a bomb!"
Here is some dog humor:
SNIFFER
A man had just settled into his seat next to the window on the plane when another man sat down in the aisle seat and put his black Labrador Retriever in the middle seat next to the man.
The first man looks very quizzically at the dog and asks why the dog is allowed on the plane. The second man explained that he is a DEA agent and that the dog is a "sniffing dog". His name is Sniffer and he's the best there is. I'll show you once we get airborne, when I put him to work."
The plane takes off, and once it has leveled out, the agent says: "Watch this." He tells Sniffer to "search". Sniffer jumps down, walks along the aisle, and finally sits very purposefully next to a woman for a several seconds. Sniffer then returns to its seat and puts one paw on the agent's arm.
The agent says, "Good boy", and he turns to the man and says: "That woman is in possession of marijuana, so I'm making a note of her seat number and the authorities will apprehend her when we land."
"Say, that's pretty neat" replies the first man.
Once again, the agent sends Sniffer to search the aisles. The Lab sniffs about, sits down beside a man for a few seconds, returns to its seat, and this time, he places TWO paws on the agent's arm.
The agent says, "That man is carrying cocaine, so again, I'm making a note of his seat number for the police."
"I like it!" says his seat mate.
The agent then told Sniffer to "search" again.
Sniffer walked up and down the aisles for a little while, sat down for a moment, and then came racing back to the agent, jumped into the middle seat and proceeded to poop all over the place.
The first man is really grossed out by this behavior and can't figure out how or why a well-trained dog would act like that, so he asks the agent "What's going on?"
The agent nervously replied, "He just found a bomb!"
Humor for Dreaded Wednesday
Ok Ok... I'm late getting this out. But trust me, I have been extremely busy. In fact for the next week, I'm not sure how much I will get to post. I have great pictures and stories from my visit to my mom's. Hopefully I'll remember them all when I get a chance to post!!!
Here is some dog humor:
SNIFFER
A man had just settled into his seat next to the window on the plane when another man sat down in the aisle seat and put his black Labrador Retriever in the middle seat next to the man.
The first man looks very quizzically at the dog and asks why the dog is allowed on the plane. The second man explained that he is a DEA agent and that the dog is a "sniffing dog". His name is Sniffer and he's the best there is. I'll show you once we get airborne, when I put him to work."
The plane takes off, and once it has leveled out, the agent says: "Watch this." He tells Sniffer to "search". Sniffer jumps down, walks along the aisle, and finally sits very purposefully next to a woman for a several seconds. Sniffer then returns to its seat and puts one paw on the agent's arm.
The agent says, "Good boy", and he turns to the man and says: "That woman is in possession of marijuana, so I'm making a note of her seat number and the authorities will apprehend her when we land."
"Say, that's pretty neat" replies the first man.
Once again, the agent sends Sniffer to search the aisles. The Lab sniffs about, sits down beside a man for a few seconds, returns to its seat, and this time, he places TWO paws on the agent's arm.
The agent says, "That man is carrying cocaine, so again, I'm making a note of his seat number for the police."
"I like it!" says his seat mate.
The agent then told Sniffer to "search" again.
Sniffer walked up and down the aisles for a little while, sat down for a moment, and then came racing back to the agent, jumped into the middle seat and proceeded to poop all over the place.
The first man is really grossed out by this behavior and can't figure out how or why a well-trained dog would act like that, so he asks the agent "What's going on?"
The agent nervously replied, "He just found a bomb!"
Here is some dog humor:
SNIFFER
A man had just settled into his seat next to the window on the plane when another man sat down in the aisle seat and put his black Labrador Retriever in the middle seat next to the man.
The first man looks very quizzically at the dog and asks why the dog is allowed on the plane. The second man explained that he is a DEA agent and that the dog is a "sniffing dog". His name is Sniffer and he's the best there is. I'll show you once we get airborne, when I put him to work."
The plane takes off, and once it has leveled out, the agent says: "Watch this." He tells Sniffer to "search". Sniffer jumps down, walks along the aisle, and finally sits very purposefully next to a woman for a several seconds. Sniffer then returns to its seat and puts one paw on the agent's arm.
The agent says, "Good boy", and he turns to the man and says: "That woman is in possession of marijuana, so I'm making a note of her seat number and the authorities will apprehend her when we land."
"Say, that's pretty neat" replies the first man.
Once again, the agent sends Sniffer to search the aisles. The Lab sniffs about, sits down beside a man for a few seconds, returns to its seat, and this time, he places TWO paws on the agent's arm.
The agent says, "That man is carrying cocaine, so again, I'm making a note of his seat number for the police."
"I like it!" says his seat mate.
The agent then told Sniffer to "search" again.
Sniffer walked up and down the aisles for a little while, sat down for a moment, and then came racing back to the agent, jumped into the middle seat and proceeded to poop all over the place.
The first man is really grossed out by this behavior and can't figure out how or why a well-trained dog would act like that, so he asks the agent "What's going on?"
The agent nervously replied, "He just found a bomb!"
Monday, December 26, 2005
Alive, Alive I Tell You
It took me this long to remember the way to log into my blog! That and I have been VERY busy. Two young monsters in a house that is NOT child proof. This is the first time I have gotten to sit down at the computer. I'm going to be so far behind in reading blogs it'll take me weeks to catch up!
The trip to Pensacola was fine, being here has been great. Lots of great pictures and stories. Will post when I get back into town in a day or two.
I hope everyone had a great Christmas and holiday.
The trip to Pensacola was fine, being here has been great. Lots of great pictures and stories. Will post when I get back into town in a day or two.
I hope everyone had a great Christmas and holiday.
Alive, Alive I Tell You
It took me this long to remember the way to log into my blog! That and I have been VERY busy. Two young monsters in a house that is NOT child proof. This is the first time I have gotten to sit down at the computer. I'm going to be so far behind in reading blogs it'll take me weeks to catch up!
The trip to Pensacola was fine, being here has been great. Lots of great pictures and stories. Will post when I get back into town in a day or two.
I hope everyone had a great Christmas and holiday.
The trip to Pensacola was fine, being here has been great. Lots of great pictures and stories. Will post when I get back into town in a day or two.
I hope everyone had a great Christmas and holiday.
Friday, December 23, 2005
The Decorations
Here is Phase 1 of the tree. Dad was brave enough to give them real candy canes to put on the tree. It will be interesting to see if they survive till Christmas. After the candy canes, they put on the decorations they painted. Seems our tree is a little one-sided on decorations. But we left them were the boys put them.
Next step? We put on garland. Not the smartest move on my part. Did you notice it was the 'foam' rings? I didn't realize when I bought it that you have to punch out the holes for the piece to go through to finish the ring. Oh yes... I had a ton of these little 'holes' all over my carpet. Tater had a great time doing that part of it. Tot just kept ripping them off the strand. Both wore them as braclets for a little while.
Here is the best picture I could get of the tree. It was fun.
Next step? We put on garland. Not the smartest move on my part. Did you notice it was the 'foam' rings? I didn't realize when I bought it that you have to punch out the holes for the piece to go through to finish the ring. Oh yes... I had a ton of these little 'holes' all over my carpet. Tater had a great time doing that part of it. Tot just kept ripping them off the strand. Both wore them as braclets for a little while.
Here is the best picture I could get of the tree. It was fun.
The Decorations
Here is Phase 1 of the tree. Dad was brave enough to give them real candy canes to put on the tree. It will be interesting to see if they survive till Christmas. After the candy canes, they put on the decorations they painted. Seems our tree is a little one-sided on decorations. But we left them were the boys put them.
Next step? We put on garland. Not the smartest move on my part. Did you notice it was the 'foam' rings? I didn't realize when I bought it that you have to punch out the holes for the piece to go through to finish the ring. Oh yes... I had a ton of these little 'holes' all over my carpet. Tater had a great time doing that part of it. Tot just kept ripping them off the strand. Both wore them as braclets for a little while.
Here is the best picture I could get of the tree. It was fun.
Next step? We put on garland. Not the smartest move on my part. Did you notice it was the 'foam' rings? I didn't realize when I bought it that you have to punch out the holes for the piece to go through to finish the ring. Oh yes... I had a ton of these little 'holes' all over my carpet. Tater had a great time doing that part of it. Tot just kept ripping them off the strand. Both wore them as braclets for a little while.
Here is the best picture I could get of the tree. It was fun.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Star Tree Topper
My kids made a tree topper. I let them pick the construction paper, the items to put on it and basically even let them do a lot of the gluing. Yep, I was out of my mind. I must say, it turned out great.
I told Tater we had to let it dry over night. The next morning... he wanted to put on that Star. And I let him. Next time I will try and remember to dress them first. GRIN.
And keep an eye in the background as the pictures progress.
I told Tater we had to let it dry over night. The next morning... he wanted to put on that Star. And I let him. Next time I will try and remember to dress them first. GRIN.
And keep an eye in the background as the pictures progress.
Star Tree Topper
My kids made a tree topper. I let them pick the construction paper, the items to put on it and basically even let them do a lot of the gluing. Yep, I was out of my mind. I must say, it turned out great.
I told Tater we had to let it dry over night. The next morning... he wanted to put on that Star. And I let him. Next time I will try and remember to dress them first. GRIN.
And keep an eye in the background as the pictures progress.
I told Tater we had to let it dry over night. The next morning... he wanted to put on that Star. And I let him. Next time I will try and remember to dress them first. GRIN.
And keep an eye in the background as the pictures progress.
My Angel
Monday, Tater brought home a placemat they made at school. It was a picture of him as an angel. Absolutely adorable but oh so not true. I love my son just the way he is... a sometimes good, sometimes bad little boy. Click picture to enlarge it.
My Angel
Monday, Tater brought home a placemat they made at school. It was a picture of him as an angel. Absolutely adorable but oh so not true. I love my son just the way he is... a sometimes good, sometimes bad little boy. Click picture to enlarge it.
Painting Decorations
It was time to paint the decorations for the tree. Tot refused to let go of the dvd case but I let him paint anyways.
Tater decided to paint his hands as well as the decorations. And the paper and the chair and his shirt. Phew. Good thing I caught him before he painted the whole house.
Here you can see both busy painting. And keeping mom on her toes watching them.
Tater decided to paint his hands as well as the decorations. And the paper and the chair and his shirt. Phew. Good thing I caught him before he painted the whole house.
Here you can see both busy painting. And keeping mom on her toes watching them.
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