Fuzzy and Furry

Memories from my childhood, and now theirs:

 

 

The little puff flower that you blow and white fuzzy goes everywhere!  Oh my, we would pick those for hours and sit and blow and watch the wind carry these fuzzies away.  I caught Landon with one and loved the look on his face when he blew it and realized what it did.

Caterpillars

 

Laurel and Savannah love catching caterpillars, just like I did when I was little.

They spend hours in the yard searching for these furry creatures.

And who do we have back here climbing on the rocks?  Sawyer is one adventurous, little boy!

I would make homes for mine too.  It's funny how I didn't even teach them to do this.  It must be something that comes with being a child.

Love the note they wrote:  Please Don't touch Only Laurel and Savannah Can!!! thank you!

Mowing Grass

Spring is here and it is time to cut the front yard.  Daddy had lots of help this year.

Actually, I think daddy can turn it over to the help.  Looks like they are ready!

How do you crack eggs?

Last Sunday morning, Laurel asked if she could cook some eggs for breakfast.  The last time she had tried to cook eggs with me, it ended up being some very crunchy eggs!  Shells were everywhere.
So when she asked, I hesitated.  Then she said, "daddy taught me how to crack the eggs a better way." 
I had no idea that Seth had helped her cook eggs before.  I thought this was the sweetest thing ever.  There is one thing I know for sure, if anything ever happened to me, our children would be taken care of by their daddy.   
I loved how she let me know that her daddy knew how to crack the eggs a better way.  She let me know that she did not get any of the shells in the eggs doing it his way.

He taught her to crack the egg on the side of the pan and open it right on the crack.

I, on the other hand, take the egg and hit it on the counter top.  Then I crack it open.

 

 

Savannah

Savannah lost a tooth.  She pulled it herself.  Savannah and Laurel think they have figured out who the tooth fairy is.
I'm not sure why they believe a bunny can hop in the house, but a fairy can't fly into there room.
I guess they are not ready to give up the Easter Bunny yet.

Savannah loves clothes!  She loves putting outfits together.  She always has her clothes picked out the night before.  There are times when she will let me know on a Friday what she wants to wear to school on Monday.  She loves shoes even more. 

Savannah came home yesterday and said, "mommy, the weirdest thing happened today.  Mrs. Manda was our substitute teacher and do you know when she was our substitute in kindergarten, I had on this same outfit!  She was probably thinking, do you wear that everyday!?  But no, this is my first time wearing this outfit in first grade."

I laughed so hard and could not believe that Savannah could remember what she was wearing last year when Mrs. Manda was her sub.  She is so much like me though.  I always loved my clothes.  I loved working with clothes.  My first job at 16 was in retail.  After my car and insurance were paid, I spent the rest on clothes.  My first major at College was early childhood education, but when I discovered you could get a college degree in Fashion Design, I changed majors.
I thought I was going to move to New York and be a designer or a buyer.  I had some great years working for Parisian, which is now Belk.  I loved taking a messed up department and making it beautiful.  I would dream about how to merchandise a wall with all the inventory that had just arrived on the truck.  I would wake up in the middle of the night and sketch the design out on paper and go in the next morning and get to work.  It was a great job.  I would never want to go back to work in retail now because of the long, crazy hours.  That just wouldn't be fun missing out on Saturdays and holidays with my family.  But I do use the line, "I promise, that matches!"  "Remember, mommy has a Fashion Design degree!"  Works every time! :)