(Before & After Photos are posted below) When Lboy was about 15-18 months old, I burned a nice little ring in the (ugly) laminate countertops while cooking dinner one night. He grabbed my ankles as I was pouring out grease & it was either burn the countertop or burn the baby. There’s really no reason […]
Quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep….
Today, I won’t be blogging, I won’t be cleaning, I won’t be doing anything, except spending time with my kids. This poem explains it all. Hope you have a great day “rocking your babies.” Song For a Fith Child, by Ruth Hamilton. 1958 Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth empty the dustpan, poison […]