365 days..one day at a time.

6/365

Ally was in the mood for a popsicle. Remember those little plastic compartment thingies we used to make pops?? You threw in any juice you had in the house..added some sticks and voila!! Those were the best. I reminded her she could drive.

peace and blue jeans.

5/365..rock on.

Ally's most traumatic family memory? When she was 6, I told her I was dying my hair purple and joining a rock band. It was a Halloween joke that she didn't find humorous. She brings it up constantly to remind me of poor parenting.

4/365

We have a family of trolls that live near us..hahaha..I laugh so hard when I think of this. This is Mark's brainchild..sometimes we hear momma troll calling or see a glimpse of a troll child...ok. I better stop there. haha!!!

peace and blue jeans..

3/365..bang!

Bang! I remember hiding behind a door in my bedroom, and when my mom walked by I shot her with my toy gun..and she fell down...but would not get up..for 2 hours...!!! and I cried and cried. Taught ME a lesson.

peace and blue jeans....

2/365 funnnyyy..Dippy

Why was the mathbook so sad?..Because it had so many problems..hhah!! love it, Dippy. I LOVE jokes..but, my jokes on crop night turn some people 5 shades of red. Remember the one about  "comb your hair and shut your mouth?" (grins).

peace and blue jeans...

1/365 (ya, me.. April)

Her name was Copa..Copa Cabana..aaaahhh.. Peter's Pond. Always the actress and the dancer..driving my sister NUTS!! singing at the top of my lungs to entertain my grandma who cheered me on. 10 years old. good times. indeed.