Helping Mama

We had a great Saturday. We all worked around the house to get it ready for fun in the sun! I headed out early to pick out some flowers to plant. I love our local nurseries, we have 2 in town and I try to use them both. Folks are friendly and flowers are beautiful. When I arrived home, the boys were ready to help.
Dan and his dad made me this metal planter box for our starter home and I still cherish it. I thought about moving it around back this year, but decided it fit here all to well.

Oops, Joe fell backwards of the rock, good thing he had a soft landing...

Done planting, time to water.

We spent all day outdoors. Since I work every other Saturday, we make the most of the ones we have together. We got our swimming pool treated and dewinterized ready to swim. I won't mention all the worms we fished out of that thing. ICK! After such a long days work, we grabbed some Chinese. Joe was working on his Edy's Ice Cream - 1/2 the Fat, Double Fudge Brownie. Does anyone else see the irony in that?

What my boys are made of...

What my boys are made of...

Snakes, snails,
puppy dog tails. . .
Is that what my boys are made of?
No, in fact,
they are much more than that.

They are a silly grin
on top of tan skin
sweet rosy cheeks
black hair of soft streaks

They are a contagious giggle
a can't sit still kind of wiggle
a crazy day dance
a sneaky sly glance

They are a sweet kiss on my cheek
a hug tender and meek
a playful kidding around
a jumping up and down

They are so much more
than a funny rhyme
they're the loves of my life,
I'm so glad they are mine.

Some Flowers for me?

A surprise arrived on the front porch today. I couldn't get the van unloaded fast enough...I quickly called DH so he could open it with me.

Was it flowers for me? That is what the package said.

It is not like my husband to order flowers, but it surely was from DH by the way the card was signed(he is the only one who calls Joe by Joey). I guess the Bob and Tom show is good for something afterall...

Thanks DH and my 2 sons. I am so blessed to be your favorite mama.