I have no aversion at all of getting messy with my boys. Don't mind at all, especially when it is entertaining for me too, which it usually is.
The idea of fingerpainting on paper morphed into fingerpainting outside and then why not fingerpaint with their bodies as the paper. I wanted to dump out the pool water anyway.
So we got messy . . . . .
Really messy.
Out of control messy.
And then we cleaned up. Into the pool!
After this, we dumped the water, and made soapy mess of ourselves. Lots of fun.
Thursday, July 02, 2009
We Get Messy. We Clean Up
Monday, June 15, 2009
Honest to Goodness, Genuine Photo
I didn't bribe or yell or coerce or anything to get these boys to both look at the camera and smile at the same time. They just did it on their own. A first.
Monday, June 08, 2009
May I Direct Your Attention . . . . .
May I direct your attention to another blogsite that I'm co-authoring so that you may hear more of the divine appointments we had in Zeway, Ethiopia. www.showmezeway.blogspot.com
A dream fulfilled going to Africa, and the beauty of this one??? I'm pretty sure I'll get to dream that one again.
The O'Possum
My city-slicker husband just pulled a possum out of our grill with a pair of tongs and threw it into an ice chest.
Oh, how I wished I had a picture of this to share with everyone :) :) :)
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