brown thumb

I planted a tomato plant this weekend! It is supposed to bear fruit in 73 days (so says the tag), so we'll see. I'm very excited about it. I love the idea of growing something you can eat. I also must be an optimist, since I have a checkered past with plants.


I've you've ever been in our guest bathroom, you've been welcomed by this:

That's what happens to most of my plants. But this one refuses to die so I just keep it around. I can't bring myself to get rid of it.

But I'm encouraged by one of my very few success stories - we planted 2 daffodil bulbs in November and one is about to bloom!

why do kids love tupperware so much?

The girls all have been a little sick so we've been stuck in the house for quite a few days. By their bedtime Saturday we all had cabin fever. But then Sunday morning they got into the tupperware cabinet and were engrossed and peaceful for about an hour. (Then they remembered they were sick and resumed being cranky.)

cleaning out the car...guess what I find?

Stuffed into crevices, in the car door pockets, cupholders and on and under the seats. Everywhere.

I know why this happens, too.

Pulling out one's hair thing seems to be the best way to relieve frustration about being trapped in the car. After that, you go after your sister's hair thing. Grab a bunch of her hair, yank it and pull out the bow/ponytail holder/barrette and make her as mad as you are.

So satisfying.

more is more.

Meg and Katie were quietly busy and happy in their room and then Katie came out looking like this. Meg "did" her hair.


"Less is more" is apparently not the beauty mantra of a 4-year-old.

this is what stops them in their tracks.

A cement mixer was pouring a new slab of concrete on the sidewalk in front of the house. The girls stood perfectly still for five or ten minutes. Meg actually pulled up a chair and got settled in.

sock hop

The girls could not wait for the Daddy-Daughter Sock Hop this year! This was Katie's first time going, but she heard all about it from Meg and got caught up in the excitement, too. Every morning they would ask, "is it Friday?" And then when Friday came every hour seemed to tick slowly by. Finally it was time and they were waiting for Daddy to get ready and come out of his room. They just. Couldn't. Wait. Another. Minute!!!

I love that they get so excited to have a date night with their Daddy!