someone stopped by
for a bit of mischief
fairy dust
roses
glue
glitter paint
not a clue
who could have done this
luckily
these three
baby r, baby v, nacho the cat
all had gone inside
the cottage
just
minutes before
i wonder
if they saw anyone
or
know anything
—
“they were becoming like a little mafia. if one committed a mischief, the others would not tell.”
– franco diligenti
baby j – i knew i had seen this guy somewhere before –
i’m officially on spring break for 16 days and i get to play with the babies today while mom and dad run
the st. pat’s day race.
when we get together, we have energy to burn and we’ll be running our own race,
at least a marathon, all inside the house, i’m quite sure of it.
we’ve got mischief to make.
run, family, run.
Aye, I’m tellin’ ye, happiness is one of the few things in this world that doubles every time you share it with someone else.
found this old book of love that my daughters had given me for my birthday more than a decade ago. i laughed out loud all over again, at their kind and loving and humorous approach to life. no one had much money, but this book was worth everything. they spoiled me with offers of flowers and treats and reluctant shared experiences and pampering (even though they signed up their third sister who was out of the country for this task). here are some of the coupons found within:
Children make your life important. –Erma Bombeck
I didn't have my glasses on.... 