The first day of a new stage in life. All four, ready for the school bus!
Anya's been so excited to start Kindergarten she could hardly stand it. I think the countdown has been going since Paxton started two years ago. Today she said she missed her mom a little bit, but was busy making a card for her teacher this evening so I think she got over it.
And Kenrick started High School, a fact that I'm having a hard time coming to grips with.
More than a few stomachs had the butterflies...
Thursday, August 20, 2015
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Tree House Done(ish)
The Tree Deck is decked!
I finished up the decking for the tree house/platform this week. I do intend to put some kind of a rail or net around the edges, but not sure how or when just yet.
Looking from the "stern" (the deck is roughly boat shaped)
Looking from the "bow"
The ladder
I finished up the decking for the tree house/platform this week. I do intend to put some kind of a rail or net around the edges, but not sure how or when just yet.
Looking from the "stern" (the deck is roughly boat shaped)
Looking from the "bow"
The ladder
Tricky 'Wich
Paxton was helping toast the bread for BLT sandwiches the other evening. I had him get the butter and the Mayo to spread over the toast while it was still warm, but I told him that I didn't like a lot of Mayonnaise, so "just spread it on one side. Then you can put butter on the other."
Shortly afterword I looked over to just in time to see him happily spreading Mayonnaise on the other side of the piece of bread that he'd just buttered!
I think he was wondering how I was going to eat the sandwich without making a mess! I turned that piece of bread into the middle layer of a double-decker BLT. Yum!
Shortly afterword I looked over to just in time to see him happily spreading Mayonnaise on the other side of the piece of bread that he'd just buttered!
I think he was wondering how I was going to eat the sandwich without making a mess! I turned that piece of bread into the middle layer of a double-decker BLT. Yum!
Not Reversable
I usually carry a writing pen and a notebook with me at work, and it's become a habit to just slip the pen into my front shirt pocket whenever I get up from my desk. A few weeks ago I noticed that my pen didn't go in right. "That's odd," I thought, "I was pretty sure this shirt had a front pocket. It has an outline of a pocket, but where's the opening? Oh. My shirt's inside out!"
I guess that's why it didn't button quite right that morning.
I guess that's why it didn't button quite right that morning.
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