

Dandelions
Over the climbing meadows,
Where swallow-shadows float,
These are the
small gold buttons
On earth’s green, windy coat.
~ Frances M. Frost
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June 25, 2009 at 10:42 am
a broader mark
Clean is good.
I’d think up something better to say, but Mamie is having some kind of crazy fit a few inches away from me and I just can’t concentrate.
Kids these days…sheesh…
June 25, 2009 at 10:49 am
Mary
Looks like the way we do it at my house. What is your problem? Sitting on the sink (if you fit) is the RIGHT WAY to wash the feet. What a cutie. He would get away with anything at my house.
June 25, 2009 at 11:44 am
Tami
At least he is cleaning the piggies, and not running all over the house leaving muddy footprints. Or was that before he climbed into the sink?
June 25, 2009 at 12:28 pm
Jody Blue
At least he has clothes on while he’s up there–some of my kids thought I was born naked I should stay that way!
June 25, 2009 at 3:48 pm
dandelionmom
ooo MAry! that is SCARY! I would have to deprogram him after a visit! Tami-it’s like you are living here!
When to be dressed and when not too is a tough one isn’t Jody? This AM there was a very naked boy going potty in the bathroom “Did you happen to wet the bed last night son?” “How did you know??” ABM–I know what you mean-it the reason why so many of my “posts” are photos with barely a semblance of a title!
June 26, 2009 at 9:00 am
Tami
Don’t these little people know that we have serious blogging to get done? Food, hugs, boo boo’s kissed, I mean really is it that important to have a Mommy at your beckon call? Oh that’s right, it is. Here’s the crazy thing. Everyone tells me one day the house will be silent, and I will long for the bazillion interruptions. My Grandma said these were her favorite days, so when I get overwhelmed I say, “Grandma says these are the good ole days. I’d better enjoy them!”
June 26, 2009 at 9:11 am
dandelionmom
I like that Tami! I am living the good ole days! I do love my life-which is probably why I take pictures like that-to remember the chuckles-but to put it in those terms is perfect!
June 26, 2009 at 2:39 pm
Mary
I can tell you for true. Those days with the kids are the good ole days. I do have more free time, but sometimes the quiet is hard to take. But today I went out shopping and Monday I am going out to lunch with a friend and so there are rewards. To each state in life there are pleasures and trials.