A little further in my kitchen spring cleaning. It’s slow going.
Abbey was asked to prom. I offered my old formal dresses to her at no charge, they fit and everything!, and she still turned them down. Picky, picky, picky.
Here I am in the white one, gloves and all. (That probably had something to do with Abbey not wanting to wear the white dress-I lost the gloves and really, they make the outfit don’t you think?) Have I ever told you my prom stories? Oh, they’re good. Really good. In the horrifying way that makes me laugh now, but not so much back then.
While we are talking dresses…I am trying to control myself over baby girl summer dresses but oh boy, it isn’t easy. I LOVE little girl dresses. Janey and I share a closet presently so that helps a little. And really, how many dresses does a baby need? But it is SO nice to just buy her clothes with no feedback from her whatsoever. We moms of daughters all know that doesn’t last very long! I say, “Janey look at this one with the sail boats, isn’t it just so sweet? Don’t you think you need it for church?” And she smiles at me, and I take that as a yes.
How’s that for a gray sky?
My mom and dad came up and visited for a day. My Dad cut down a tree for me, trimmed another, and my mom talked with Janey and I for hours. It was great.
A few funny things I heard this week that I don’t want to forget:
Patrick came to me and in a very concerned voice said, “Mom, my mouth wants food but my tummy hurts.”
He also came to me after soccer practice and said in a very disappointed-sounding voice, “Guess what Mom? My soccer coach has a, has a, has a… mustache.” Ever since he’s been really little, Patrick has not been a fan of mustaches and beards in general, I have no idea why. But the completely dejected look on his face…like he waited all winter for this soccer season and now THIS has to happen-the whole season down the drain because of a dumb ol’ mustache-cracked me up.
And Andrew asked me in the car out of the blue, “Mom, did you have to go to nursing school?” I knew right away he meant to learn how to “nurse” the babies-so cute what goes on in their little heads.