out of the mouthes of...

MOTHERS?!

yes...that's what i said.

there are things this mother never thought she'd have to say.

things that are pretty much...

well...

not exactly...

shall we say...

philosophical?

but,

quite..

profound.

i guess.

things like...

please, don't throw the potatoes at the window.

why, is there an egg salad sandwich in my dryer?

please, don't pick your sister's nose.

 probably not a good idea to lick my shoes, thanks.

please, don't glue your toes together.

never the less...

this one..

takes the cake.

PLEASE,
DON'T BITE THE TOILET!!!

its true.  i promise....i've really said all of these things.

my hands

i've been planinng a semi-serious post about these hands...

how its my job to mold these hands ...

to make them HIS hands...

gentle hands...

helpful hands...

happy hands..

hardworking hands....

yes, these litle hands...

and these, too...

are mine for the molding...

and boy oh boy,

do i have my work cut out for me!

corned beef?

check.

cabbage?

check.

green eggs and bacon?!!!

uh...check.

leprechaun...

DOUBLE CHECK.

wishing you all a blessed feast of

St. Patrick!

wordless wednesday

from tree to....

this...

to this....

 to this....

yes...

these boys made their own maple syrup...

from start to finish...all by themselves.

sweet discovery

how many gallons do you think we can collect?

it only takes 43ish gallons to make a gallon of syrup.