Fadre took this
to here for me last night
because the weatherman mentioned
but all we got was this
and this
and up close it looked like this
but it was enough to cause this
which made the children do this.
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This week I did not tell the washer repairman that I do a load of laundry every single day and that I am now 6 days/loads behind. After all, I would admit that I NEED to do one load of laundry per day but that I usually don’t and end up putting it off until the weekend and spend all weekend long doing laundry.
This week I did not resort to promising Bug to take pictures of her while she was at gymnastics so she would be happier about going. Not me – I would never stoop to appealing to my young child’s ego to get her to do what I want.
When my mother called me this week to offer the use of her washer AND dinner on Friday night, I was not more excited about someone else cooking dinner for me than being able to have clean clothes. After all, I am very concerned about personal hygiene.
After finding out that my mom folded the last two loads of laundry I left at her house, I did not wish I had left the other two loads there for her to fold also.
I did not sit in church on Sunday and wonder if anyone makes heated pew seats for days below 40 degrees.
I did NOT hear Bean say this when she was asked how her day at school was:
“Well, I kinda had a nervous breakdown”.
Get in line Sister! If anyone gets to have a nervous breakdown in this house, I call dibbs!!!!!
Last April, a group from our church volunteered for Habitat for Humanity. Now, Fadre and I do a lot of home improvements ourselves. Okay, he does a lot…I am more helpful in “spirit”. But I did climb out on the porch roof last year (being afraid of heights and all) and helped paint our new siding on the 2nd floor.
Back to my point, we don’t always attack our home improvements with the best of attitudes, it’s usually a dreaded chore. But THIS, this was very, very different. It was a privilege. It was fun.
Chris and Dr. Jason were excited to get started.
Painting was the main job for the day and Jocelyn worked hard.
Faye was such a sport and painted all day – even with arthritis. Yep, that’s me squatting. Somehow, I’m always given the low spots. Note my excellent posture in the above right photo - my mother will be so pleased.
Chris worked on the house next door too.
Bill getting ready for his assignment - climb WAAAY up there and paint.
iNik’s not big on heights, but she handled this with a smile!
Unless you had experience, you were not allowed to touch the power tools. Fadre was the only one in our group allowed. He’s such a MAN!
But Gary won the prize for being a gentleman. Here he is moving the bench for his beautiful bride, Mary. As we were getting ready to leave the site we had to hunt for them. They “claimed” to be painting a closet…
Kathy and Travis came with us. Travis does construction for a living so he made an excellent volunteer.
This is how I found Dr. Jason most of the time…talking, not painting.
Faye takes a well deserved break. I’m sure she’s enjoying the view – I know I am.
The WHOLE gang. Our homeowner (front and center) was there working on her house with us. She was excited to tell us how her boys were looking forward to having their very own rooms. This is a dream come true for her.
This is my dream come true. Nice work Fadre!
Fadre made this for me.
Okay, this is his.
Mine’s smaller.
And it was MMMmmm!
He’s so good to me.
Bug was a little nervous about going to a make-up session of gymnastics without her bud, K. It was only after I promised to bring the camera and take pictures did she lighten up – a little.
It was a fake smile in that rearview mirror. The kind that you get only when you pull out the camera. She went back to a worried look when I put the camera away.
She was shy and quiet, but she went downstairs. She quickly found the camera lens and life was better.
Ouch! There is no padding on those hip bones to absorb the hit on the bar.
Oh my! I so do not bend like this anymore…
After class was over Bug came upstairs to get dressed and nervously told me Miss A would like to talk to me downstairs. And I thought “She was only out of my sight for 15 seconds when she walked behind the wall – how much trouble could she possibly get into in 15 seconds????”
“She’s ready for Level 2”, she said.
Phew! She had not tripped/kicked/bit anyone. She’s just movin’ on. So I thank her and act as if I’ve have known this for quite some time, and I can’t believe it took her this long to notice…
Excuse me, I have to go make room for an Olympic gold medal in my hutch, my girl is moving up to Level 2!
This post is part of "Laughter Lives! Tuesday" on the Riggs Family Blog. Check our their blog to read everyone else's "Laughter Lives!" posts.
At the bus stop one morning I noticed Bug had a big red spot on her forehead. So I asked “How’d you get that red spot on your head?”
Bug: I bumped it on Bean’s mouth.
Me: How did you bump it on her mouth?
Bug: We were playing a game.
Me: What game?
Bug: Wolves and Deer.
Guess who was the wolf and who played the deer….
