What a STAR....

Elasta Girl is my favorite child.

Mr Smith took his little sister, Meghan, and Elasta Girl camping over the weekend. Before he left, he gave me the plague. I still have it, and this morning I was not looking or sounding that spectacular. Elasta Girl woke up, got her self ready for school, made her lunch and got her and Roo some breakfast. All while I was sleeping. I woke up during the breakfast eating time and was so excited for myself.




(a self portrait)

Then, she finished getting her self ready for school, tidied up her room and made her bed. And after that.....here comes the best part....she started cleaning up the house. She put all her stuff away first, then she picked up their breakfast dishes and LOADED THEM IN THE DISHWASHER! Elasta Girl is my favorite child. She folded blankets, straightened her bathroom, cleaned off the coffee table and put away the clean dishes that I had hand washed last night. Elasta Girl is my favorite child. I asked her why she was doing all this cleaning, she just said "because I want to, you don't feel good and I wanted to help"

YUP, favorite child indeed.

(another self portrait)

That other child has yet to earn her stuff back.

Cow poop...

Saturday was interesting. Mr Smith and the girls went and BOUGHT a heap of cow poop. Mr Smith wanted to plant his spring seeds (lettuce, spinach, radishes, onions and carrots) but first had to have some poop ( I mean "compost"). I stayed safely inside and cleaned non-poopie things. He had two good helpers, but when they came inside they brought half of the "compost" with them. I guess I did end up cleaning poopie things after all.

Roo's shovel was buried in our yard, we found it when we first started landscaping. It's a great little shovel.

Mr Smith also transplanted my Hollyhocks. We had planted them last spring in a too hot spot. They didn't love it.

Check out the roots. I think they'll be OK.

Here they are in their new happy home. We hope they'll hide the drain pipe a little. I also think we'll move that rock. (We- meaning Mr Smith)

Nice.

Just wanted you to know the girls had a bath after the poop shoveling moment.

The end.