While in Caldwell, Beck got these glasses, I think they are Power Rangers and he still has not really let go of them. I have to put them on him all the time and they continually fall of because his face isn't big enough, so this is him mad at me because they are falling off.
The kids and I left Caldwell about 9:00 AM and finally made it back to Moses about 4:30 PM. With 2 potty breaks and a stop at Costco in Kennewick 
and then a stop in Othello to pick up my new camera (no, not the one I really wanted, but we'll see how it goes and I am still excited all the same) we made it home and to surprises wow! Stephen had reorganized our closet and it looks way snazzy and I like it! HE vacuumed, did laundry, and there were no dishes in the sink! I know, I about died. The subtle hints from me on the way home as the kids are screaming in the background and I still had 3 more hours to go, "man, I sure hope I don't have to go bonkers when I see dishes in the sink," "man, I sure love coming home to a clean house..." hint hint. I think they worked! And my garden is all manured (not a real word, I am pretty sure of it) with the new watering system in, and let's mention that spiffy closet again, sigh.... oh! and roses! A beautiful vase full of them. One time when we were newly married, like a year, I had been gone and came home to find that Stephen has rearranged the apartment living room, and I seriously about had a panic attack. I don't know what it is, but I get all crazy when I come home if my house is dusty or there are dishes in the sink, or the TV stand isn't where it used to be. Now don't get me wrong, I am not a spotless, shiny, person, things just need to be in place. So I was trying to control my breathing this morning as Stephen was telling me over the phone of all the little surprises that he had for me and also shocked that he had attempted this little charade over again, he must not remember the last time. But, if I say so myself, he did a great job and I am so happy with all these little "chores" that got done, I think that he missed us. :) and maybe we will leave again..... just to see what happens, there are some tubs in the garage that need to go up in the attic, and my scrapbook/sewing/computer desk could really use an organization..... Hmmm....And Paisley will be following in her cousin, Piper Nelson's, footsteps in her obsession with shoes!
And yes, my friends and family, this ADORABLE peach will be turning 1 year old tomorrow. (Don't ask me where the bruise came from, I blame it on unsteady standing :)
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Check out the bruise on Reed's forehead on his one year birthday. It should make you feel better, it's twice the size of Paisley's! I can't believe she's going to be one.
What, hints work? Way to go Stephen.
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