Hello spring!!

Okay, so technically the vernal equinox was yesterday but Hannah thought it was today, so we got in the mood for spring! In 40 degree weather! *shivers*

This is my latest stitchery. It's what I do to relief stress and escape, so I'm basically doing it all the time. I should post more pictures of it, now that I think about it.


We made some flower-shaped sugar cookies today. Leah was asking me about frosting and somehow misunderstood me--she thought I was going to give her a whole bowl of frosting to eat with a spoon. I still don't know where she got that idea, and no, I didn't give it to her. She starts swimming tomorrow and is SO EXCITED.

Hannah put on two pounds of sprinkles on her flowers. Yum!




These are actually from St Patrick's Day. Last year for kindergarten, Leah didn't wear any green because 1)she didn't understand the event and 2)she didn't own anything green. She brought it up several times this year about how much she wanted to wear green, so I made sure to get some cheap shirts so she could celebrate.

Aren't they precious?


The table in the entry way took this picture--

Comments

Janel said…
That stichery so is cute! I love it! And as always you and your girls are so adorable!
March 21, 2011 at 9:42 PM
Jennifer Walker said…
Three of my favorite people...
March 22, 2011 at 12:58 PM
Unknown said…
Aw, thanks! Don't you love how PINK can go with anything?
March 22, 2011 at 2:19 PM
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