Nothing is as fun as a sleepover, if you ask my girls that is. I tend to like my own bed, pillow and the comforts of my own home. I'm more like Dorothy. So, mid week, our sweet friends Emma and Maddie spent the night, and blew through the next day like we were on a sixty second shopping spree. The girls had such fun. Bike riding and watching Charlie Brown's Great Pumpkin story was only better because they got to get into the Halloween candy stash a few days early.
Nothing says love like a fresh washed kid. It used to be the baby smell, but those days are gone. If you snuggle just right into the crease of a five year olds neck, and it is not newly bathed, it will cause you to reconsider your role in life as a loving mother. So, after baths, TV time, candy and teethbrushing, off to bed they all went. These are some mighty precious girls. Within 20 minutes, they were off into dream land.
Nothing says crazy like feeding your kids pancakes with syrup and hot chocolate with marshmallows for breakfast. What came over me I am not sure. They were out playing at eight a.m., and I was praying for the neighbors to still love us. Mid-morning we did sit down and get some school done. We got us some Squanto kind of lovin' going on around here.
My sweet sugarbutt, turned 17 yesterday. She is a lovely soul. A kind heart. One whom I fell in love with before she arrived. She is a piece of me. My memories are not complete without including her. She is a treasure. I love you Kelley.