|Who needs a sister when you have Skeeter?|
|He insisted that queen anne's lace was blowable like dandelion. I am ashamed to say, I didn't correct him, he was so stinkin' cute blowing his little lungs out.|
|History comes alive-|
|And battles in the schoolroom.|
|And there is Mattie. Doing what he always does. Work, work, work, work, work.|
|Cookie making in the Newman household is assembly line.|
Last weekends' project: cleaning up the remnant of the fallen Middle Barn.
|If my feet weren't boats, I might consider cleaning that shoe up. It was CU-UTE.|
It was exhausting. Apparently.
|This boy simply DOES.NOT. fall asleep randomly. And yet- he did. First, and probably last time. AFTER (if you notice) he skeefed a banana. Stinker.|