Yesterday, Sterling got a box of clothes given to him from a friend from church. He was in his glory, sorting through and looking at everything. I told him to sort what would fit now and was summer clothes, and put everything else into a box to head for the shed for later. This is what he came up with:
He sorted. He folded. He’s so excited. And he’s not a bit like his father, orderly and neat. Nope, not a bit.
This is what sheer exhaustion looks like. One of my dear daughters would fall asleep at meals on a regular basis. I’m fairly certain this is Ruby’s first time. Ever.
This is the photo I got of the girls when I told them to get together so I could take a picture of them together.
This is the photo I got when I told all of the (awake) kids to pile onto the futon for a photo.
…are what Sterling and Ruby gave me when I told them to sit together for a picture. That sounds about right.
And for those who care to know, the blue wall is one of those painted on the 4th. I love it.