Smooshed pancakes, drops of syrup…..
A lone goldfish and some crumbs or two or ten….
And this sticky-faced and sicky-handed fellow…
Is it any wonder I find a tribe of ANTS each day in my kitchen? They can find a feast on my floors any day of the week. I worked hard on the kitchen this morning….very hard. And now it is clean. Just for now anyway.
I even wiped down my refrigerator and got off this purple stuff. I should have taken “after” pictures to prove myself, but I was too tired.
THE DISASTER AREA PLAYROOM: before
THE PLAYROOM: after
Ruby was very helpful in the playroom endeavor. Molly, not so much. She likes to say, “but my arms are so very tired!!!!!!!!!!!” If I push her to help she begins flailing her arms around and her body is like she has no bones in it as she lays all around on the floor. Sometimes it is just easier to leave her out of the whole process. I know, I know, she has to learn…and she will…eventually. For now, my sanity is of utmost importance.
Only the girls hung around for all of the gift-opening and card-reading Mother’s Day weekend. The boys were distracted and too busy. I hope you have some sweet girls in your life that will watch you open your presents and “oooh” and “aaah” with you….nieces, daughters, granddaughters, cousins, friends,….
This is a piece of wood that a lady put a picture of my kids on for my Mom’s present. It is much neater looking in person. 
Mack LOVES golf-carts. He is content to sit on one all day long. If anyone got on the golf-cart, he immediately started making his way over so that he could go wherever they were going.
He also loved this red & yellow car. He learned this move from his Daddy….driving and talking on the phone. 
Mack was napping during this golf-cart ride. They were all going to fish.
What a sweet little picture! Vance is proud of the Mother’s Day present he made for her at Aunt Cacy’s house. It was just precious watching him deliver it to his Mama.
Six of the seven grandkids are all eating together. Somebody is going to have to scoot over when baby Rennison grows up!
Aunt Marcy and Aunt Cacy live on the same street as my parents, so this is how they got home that day. It was very cute, and I assume everyone made it safely home.