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My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of Heaven and earth,
He will not let your foot slip-
He who watches over you will not slumber.
-Psalms 121:2,3

 
The ProgenyArdithSharonJasonDerek

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Is the weekend over, yet?

I was shocked when I got back from ditch digging yesterday afternoon and saw what had happened in the little boys' room.

It was CLEAN! I'd given them the task of cleaning while I was outside, and I had moderate hopes that things would look slightly better...

But when followed an anxious-to-show-Mommy-Nolan up the stairs, I was flabbergasted.

It was absolutely spiff.

They'd folded up clothes and put them away (instead of their usual trick of throwing them all in the dirty wash) and they'd cleaned out the closet and even swept the whole room!

Wow, I can't tell you how great that made me feel. Mucho huggos were given-o.

So, when Nolan decided to dump out his birthday present WORLD PUZZLE on the floor at 8:00 last night, I didn't quite have the heart to say "No." (I'd already used that word for several other requests, earlier)

We all got started (Carolyn Ethan, Nolan, Trevor and moi) and finished it up this morning...
Ah, only 4 pieces missing! Pretty decent, for Goodwill.

Lucky for Nolan he has a math test and will still be able to get through his school today.

I'm such a softy.
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In other news: you can rinse your work clothes, wash them in hot water and add two softner sheets to the dryer, but they will still give off a faint "odor de stinko."

In other words, I smell like a sewer.
 

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