The girls didn't feel like taking a nap. This is normal, they just play quietly upstairs for a bit. This time it got a bit too quiet. They found mommy's scissors. Amélie figured she could cut hair just as well as anyone. I admire her confidence. Interesting that Abigail was okay with it - didn't see that one coming. Both girls got the Amélie special, and it took us a while to clean it up. Still looks a bit messy, but oh well. Could have been worse.
The leaves have been falling off the trees this week. Rainy weekend, but otherwise lots of sunshine. Yesterday we went to the auction where they tried to sell Naomi's mom's things. It was disappointing. People weren't really buying anything, but we sold a few things. The girls and I left to find some french fries.
I started a project for our friends. They want a new TV table. Kind of hard to find the time to work on it though. Everyone said that once the girls go to school we will have more time, but it has been exactly the opposite.
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| Amélie's handywork. |
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| Abigail: who is that man? Me: Shel Silverstien. He wrote the book. Abigail: Oh. That look like Uncle Joshua. |
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| There was a closing presentation at school for the first theme of the year. |
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