Reading has become a love for my boys.
I have a smile plastered on my face (okay Nick, tears in my eyes…) every time I see this.
My love of reading is pretty intense.
Some might call it an obsession.
My husband learned early on not to talk while I am reading.
I do not hear a word.
The boys wanted butterfly wings.
They made them by themselves for the most part.
They also became batman and robin gliders instead…
No wind to fly a kite?
No problem, just run with it non-stop.
Best. Game. Ever.
Lot’s of little things.
We had a little visitor at our house.
He is a prairie Kingsnake, so not poisonous.
I wish I had known that at the time…
The boys and I set out to explore the unknown (also known as our backyard).
I love honeysuckle.
My vases are now out, awaiting flowers from little men.
My first attempt at a Sailor’s knot bracelet.
I found the how to, here.
Second try went a lot better!
“I saw, I wanted, I am too cheap, I made it.”
I want one.
Who cares if we do not have a barn or a field.
It can sleep in the house.