Go, girl, go!

Do these look like anything you might recognize?

Extra spacecraft parts, spare rollerskate wheels, or maybe, just maybe, the training wheels from my dear girl's bicycle.

This week, Emalea, lost a front top tooth AND her training wheels! *sniff, sniff*

Daddy lent his wrench and mechanical prowess to the endeavor.


And she was off...

Grow, baby, grow!

More Flowers

"Hand"-made flowers.

Family Fun magazine is just chock full of the funnest projects! These are Easter lilies made out of handprints, construction paper, chenille stems, and tape.

The kids are going to give these to the older ladies in our church on Sunday.

I love the little tableau being played out in the background. :)

My Tulips

I am so proud of them!

I wasn't sure if they would even grow because we have very heavy clay soil. I have added some to the soil, however, it's still pretty dense. I think a person could literally make pottery out of it.

Dense soil and all, though, they grew.

It makes me happy just to look at them. They are so cheerful and pretty.

Catch up time!

It's been a week and no posts! Well, the last week has been a bit of a blur, so it's time to catch up...we'll start with April 1st.

Michael Jonathan was pitiful...so I didn't do anything to him. Getting a laugh at his expense seemed rather like adding insult to injury, but the girls...

After the blue milk fiasco I decided to be a little tamer...

Apple juice anyone?

My girls love apple juice.

Only they sucked...

and sucked...

and sucked...

and wouldn't you know it, that pesky juice would NOT come up the straw. Gelatin has that effect on liquids! Lol!

Michael Jonathan did decide to join us for Jello Juice after dinner.

Speaking of dinner, Emalea wanted to get her dad. Last year I put fake bugs in their food, so she borrowed a page out of my book.

We were eating salmon for dinner.

Daddy had a little surprise under his bacon.

He was properly appreciative of the addition and Emma got her prank in for the day.

Hi!

Hi, Mom! I love you! :
;o)

My Poor Boy

He woke up this morning feeling horrid. His stomach hurts and he’s feeling rotten. What an April Fool’s bummer.

Especially, since I couldn’t play my prank on him…blue milk in his cereal. He would have loved it.

I’m sorry you feel bad, buddy.

On a Roll

Literally!

This always happens when I go away over night. I come back and go into some sort of compulsive cooking and baking streak. Yesterday, after making banana bread, I decided to also make dinner rolls. I pulled out my trusty The All New Ultimate Southern Living Cookbook and decided to make some bread I had never tried before: Sour Cream Yeast Rolls.

They turned out fantastic. Time to break out the strawberry marmalade, again.