Playing Pink

Playing In a little girl's room Nodding each time she asks, "Mommy do you like..." Keeping these special moments treasured in my heart

Hope your Saturday is PINK too.

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Our House, in the Middle of Our Street

I always liked that song by Madness from the '80's. I thought today I'd share a bit of the happenings at OUR house.

It all started with a rustling sound in my rosemary. I looked to see what it was and there was this rabbit. I guess that's what I get for putting out that bunny flag in the backyard that says "Happy Easter". It was some sort of banner that apparently means help yourself in rabbit-speak. I will give him some credit. By the time I took the photo he'd hopped over to another flowerbed and ate a large dandelion that I'd yet to pull.At the time the rabbit was making his rounds in my garden, my neighbor and her chihuahua puppy had come for a visit. The puppy's name is Chloe and can often be seen wearing a sundress. The puppy started running in spastic circles at lightning speed all around my yard. The kids were trying to catch it for Brenda, my neighbor, before she spotted the rabbit and took off on a chase. Rabbits in bushes, spastic chihuahuas, fruitless chases and me trying to water the peppers. This is a typical moment in my life and the sort of site you often see at my house.


Measuring around 1/3 of an acre, our house manages to produce a lot of action. It is home to pirates (see last week's post), host to neighborhood boys' WWII re-enactments or Star Wars intergalactic battles, depending on the day and, as you can see, boasts monkeys in the trees.Be careful when you walk near the fort or behind the shed, there are quite a few potholes from attempts to dig to the center of the Earth.


This little yard isn't all play. I do manage to squeeze in a few pretties, like these purple irises. They look so delicate but they're made of tough stuff. They make their home right in front of my water hose and are constantly being bumped and battered in the daily treks to water the vegetables.The flowers are often transplants from others. The African irises came from my parents' old home, the thrift from Mrs. Louise. Everywhere I look is a reminder of the ones I love.



I've got vegetables and fruit growing everywhere. There are vegetable boxes, herbs in pots, squash in the flowerbed and cherry tomatoes in hanging baskets.Here's a little baby tomato. Nothing beats a homegrown tomato.


One final thing to share. Meredith was drawing quietly during the sermon at church on Sunday. I looked to see what she was drawing and here it is. Isn't that what we all long to see from our kids? 'I love home.' This drawing is a keeper.

That's a typical evening at our house. Like the song says, our house IS a very, very, very fine house.

A Little Outside Time

Okay, I know I just posted something this morning, but I thought there was something worth sharing. Meredith (my five year old) and I were outside. She was playing around while I was doing a little weeding. What I need to do is a lot of weeding but that's another post.

Meredith's new favorite thing is to say "Pretend...okay?" She thinks of a million things to pretend and fill in those dots with. The thing is, you have to say "okay" with every question. Not so fun after a few hours. We were out there and she was pretending to be a mom named C and it was her daughter's birthday. I asked what she was doing and she told me she was picking some flowers to put on the table of her house because flowers always show extra love.

I thought that was a fairly wise statement for an imaginary woman named after a letter of the alphabet. I told her I liked her idea and we promptly picked some real flowers to put on our real table to show some extra love too. So there's my thought worth sharing--put some flowers on the table for your family and show some extra love. It doesn't have to be anything fancy, mine are just some azaleas and bridal wreath in a mason jar. But to me, that good, simple kind of love is the best.