Home for Easter

Brooke was home for the holiday. She stopped by and visited with us for about twenty minutes on Saturday. Guilt trip, Me... never.

Dieing of the Eggs

Saturday afternoon in Waco was beautiful. The sun was warm and the wind was not blowing. We decided to take our egg dieing outside to the picnic table. Lacey, Kris, and Aunt Becky helped JaiceyBelle and I. This process seems a lot easier as a Grammy. Not sure if it's the improvements in Easter Egg die... or just the patience you earn.
The die came with Seasame Street stickers. JC put them all on one egg. She had a vision of what she wanted and went with it.

Easter Bird Nests

Aunt Becky needed someone to put malted milk eggs in her nests. I think JaieyBelle ate as many as she put in the nests.
The memories are all in the making. . . aren't they.

Dick and Jane Big Book

Years ago, about 1973...or 74, I found a bunch of "Fun with Dick and Jane" 19 x 22 pages in a trash can. That was my first grade reader, plus I thought the water colors were just precious and have kept them for years. Hung a few in my baby's rooms.
I've now discovered that they might be "collectables". So if any of you know someone that collects "Dick and Jane" tell them to give me a call. I might be willing to part with them.

Bustin' a Move

Sometimes the music just MOOOVES you.

The Ides of March

Saturday Night, we got together with some of our good friends to celebrate St. Patrick's Day. One of our ole rugby buddies, Nelson Rue, owns a little place downtown that he rents out for events. Every year he has Rex Warren (http://www.rexwarren.com/) a fellow New Mexican come and play for St. Paddy's day.

The night was beautiful. Our group always ended up out back. (We love the music, but we would rather talk than dance.) We stayed up way past our bedtime, but enjoyed the night thoroughly.