Twenty-ish "burning bushes" all around the front porch are now their autumnal, vibrant red.
The sun is out!
A daughter moisturized, combed, and styled her own hair (2+hours of work) for the first time -- with (wait for IT...) positive, helper-attitude! (ALL the angels are singing a chorus of Amen AND Allelujia on this one. Way seriously epic proportions of hooray.)
Have I ever mentioned that I like decaf coffee?
A son is reading aloud, alone, and with fluency and inflection "Green Eggs and Ham." Big jump in reading skills and confidence! (BIG smile -- from us both.)
The sun is out!
A daughter moisturized, combed, and styled her own hair (2+hours of work) for the first time -- with (wait for IT...) positive, helper-attitude! (ALL the angels are singing a chorus of Amen AND Allelujia on this one. Way seriously epic proportions of hooray.)
Have I ever mentioned that I like decaf coffee?
A son is reading aloud, alone, and with fluency and inflection "Green Eggs and Ham." Big jump in reading skills and confidence! (BIG smile -- from us both.)
When the big $19.99 Target investment in a daughter's wardrobe
continues to be as big a hit once home as it was at the store.
(And is paired happily with last year's leggings and the $7 clearance boots.)
The $5 mini-pillow-pet. Yes, Target. Daughter had just enough allowance saved up for "Mango."
Strangely enough, one of life's delights (to me) is evidence that "Baylor's been here."
Notice the brand-new, unsharpened condition of the pencil -- certainly so as to assure that LilyAnn doesn't make any stray marks on the beloved coloring page of Jesse.
Rainbow princess, I believe in distress. Clone Trooper, scratching his knee?
Pumpkin Princess all "Oh, no, you dinn't."
Ninja revival ('stume of a few years back) with throwing star injury to the right orb.
Some of the boys' "Adoption Day" gifts.
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