The finger, well Madison decided last night to test her heat tolerance for fingers on a light bulb -- the bulb definitely won and she has a nice little blister on her finger. As tired as she was, even through the tears, we HAD to read scriptures before she would go to bed, and she repeated her part through the sobs. I'll post a picture after she gets up from her nap.The dog catches mice! I scored big time with Lexi....there are little mice or voles around this area, and it seems they might be taking a liking to my garden area (which needs to be cleaned out). She has caught maybe 4 or 5 so far, and tries to use them as toys. The first one she caught she played a little rough with, since it's whole back end was paralyzed. I had to take it to a neighbor to quickly dispense of it, I didn't have the heart to kill it even though it's a nasty yard mouse.
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, GOODBYE!! Christine has a new home/family and it isn't with us!






7 comments:
1. Are these staples on the girls face? Or in her hair? Awesome for Corben though! We call Brandon "the crimson chin" at my house already, so I am going to have to call Corben "the boy chin wonder."
2. Poor finger!!!!!!!! NO FAIR!
3. Hahahahaha! You couldn't kill it yourself!!!
4. Congrats on the car sale!!!! Hope you got some good cash!!!
I don't think I would have gone with crimson....ewe who came up with that anyway??
way to go on the sale of the car! I know that is a relief!
Mice- my arch-enemy! Glad you have a dog to deal with them and I don't blame you for giving it to the neighbor. I made my b-i-l come deal with mine one night.
Sherrie,
Who do you think came up with it? Do you still have an aversion to certain words?
Congrats on the "disposal" of the car. :) And madison's dress is beautiful! You are amazingly talented.
wow busy weekend. SO sad to see Lesters car go. I guess he can look forward to his jeep when he returns. Corbin.. chin of steel kid wow you'r a tough kid.
And Madison will you touch the lamp again? :)
love Auntie Leslie
STAPLES??? Are you sure they weren't stitches? Holy grail.
When it rains it pours.
Oh, and you should see my cats catch mice. They throw them about 8 feet in the air, and bat them with their paws on the way down. Talk about trauma.
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