First Ride of the year....

Well, it's the first ride of the hear....top off, coat on....

hair pulled back....woo hoo

Can't say No

When these big brown eyes inform me that there is a "grandparents for breakfast" at school, who am I to say I can't make it.......not me.........those eyes are my kryptonite!!

We had to go by the "Art Wall" while I was there.

It was a delicious (?) spread.  Egg/sausage/cheese biscuits, hashbrowns, fruit and juice/milk....yum!  Look at those 2 handsome boys.  I love them so much and I'm so grateful that I can be a small part of their lives........

Double yum...........

Daily Jo...

A picture is worth a thousand words......

.my "Daily Jo" mid February.

Tangerine Blossom Love

I’m not sure I’ve mentioned (only about 67 times) how much I love having a little something in bloom.  I love having a flower hanging off  a plant.  They dangle and look rather cheerful, and they fragrance the air, and they make me so happy.  Last spring I purchased a citrus tree, a tangerine tree to be exact.  The Master Gardner told me it would be 2-3 years before it would bear fruit.  I took her home, and planted her in a large-ish pot, one that I thought would be good for 4-5 years.  Her loveliness graced my deck all summer, I planted coleus and geraniums in the pot with her, she and they thrived.   Along came fall, and the nip in the weather.  I took her in and found a sunny west window, a place that she would be able to see the weak winter sunshine, and perhaps, while not thrive, survive our wicked winter.  I shut the heat vent so as not to dry her out too much.  I left a straggly geranium and a sickly looking coleus in the pot to keep her company on the long winter nights.  We made it through our winter and into February….I spied small whitish balls all along her branches.  They very quickly opened and I have the smell of tangerine blossoms throughout the house……I can smell them as I walk down the hall toward the bedroom she has been put in.  I called the Master Gardner to ask how to pollinate this tree, and he explained that I could take a cotton swab and go inside the flowers and twist and go from flower to flower to pollinate.  I did.  Now I wait.  What will come of all those blossoms?

Sweet Valentine

Happy birthday to this girl.....My sweet Harmony.  What joy this gal

has brought to our home.  She has made us laugh.

She has been the tie that binds our family.

She is the common thread that runs thru everyone......

Happy Day Baby Girl.

My Mr. knows my love of blooming things, and my need to have a flower somewhere in my home at all times.  He toted this baby in...................so pretty.......so pretty................so pretty.

Thanks Mr. Mr. I love you!

Sweet Cheeks

I love it when the bow and flower are bigger than their head.....

Great things come in small packages.

Hummmm........................let me see...

There are (5) things that I need to get off my chest.............

but right now I'm a wee bit tired.

1- I love to eat

2- I love to sleep

3- I love to have a giant poo explosion in my pants

4- Repeat the first 3

5- hummmmmI forget

We went to Hannah's class and took treats for her birthday.

She was so afraid that her mom would forget.

Megan called her teacher and it was a huge surprise.

She Loved Loved Loved it.

Krispy Kreme's for everyone.

Sometimes I wasn't the fun Mimaw......

3 weeks and this little gal was

giving me the "stink eye"

I felt like a failure........the Type A personality of Little Meg got her

vacuuming herself......my thrice weekly wasn't enough....

daily....for her

Snow on a couple of mornings....I can get this at home.

Last Day

We go to Taco Bueno......it's my "last day" thing.....

Silliness................

Jazz Hands..............

Oh this little man......

how I love him and will miss his little oddities...

Baby J.......so sad that she lives so far away.  She will be sitting up the next time I see her.  I've said it once and maybe twice....or many times....it's just no right that grandbabies live farther than you can drive in an afternoon........I shout "foul"

She's Home......

This sweet little package came home.

There is nothing sweeter that a new little face.

Bath time.........it's a family affair.

So many helping hands............I stood and took pictures.