Jordan asked a girl to Prom last weekend that he hasn't had the nerve to ever ask out during his whole high school years, and then this week got the opportunity to earn a free full tuxedo rental for that night by "modeling" a tux during a day at school and handing out advertisements. He wore black tails and a baby silver/blue vest and bow tie to school on Friday, with two of his friends. These boys seem to always know somebody who knows somebody where they can be creative and get a deal (this one being worth $75!).
Mikayla's gardening bug is starting to produce results. We have egg cartons all over the kitchen sprouting all sorts of different plants. It seems that no one wants to be left behind in this Spring thing. I have primroses blooming in my kitchen window, Jordan has snapdragons sprouting in a Dixie cup and Abe has a very large cabbage plant that is starting to take over my working space. It's a perfect reminder of this Easter week. I am excited to celebrate each day. I was reading yesterday a suggestion to celebrate coloring eggs and hunts and baskets and dresses each year the week previous to the Easter week as a celebration of Spring and then focusing solely on the spiritual messages during the Easter week. I wasn't prepared to do that this year, so we'll probably still do the "fluffy" stuff on Saturday, but I thought it was such a great idea. I'm going to talk about it in family council tonight and see what my family thinks. Lily and Sophie have such a hard time distinguishing the true meaning of Easter because of their anticipation of the "fun" that I thought getting that "Spring Fling" celebrated so much before would help them anticipate two separate celebrations.
I don't want to be prideful, but Olive has not escaped from our yard for 5 days now! It's quite a success for us. Fred built a new fence section last Saturday. She got out Monday because a wind storm had blown open the back gate and she got out on Tuesday (I have no idea how, sometimes I think she has her own guardian angels), but we have contained her since then. She stalks the back fence and barks and barks and I have guilt like crazy until I can take her out, but at least I know she's safe. We'll see how long it lasts.
"Tuxedo Modeling" day
Sophie's Electric Personality
Signs of Spring
A Spring Windowsill, A New Fence Piece, and A Captive Dog
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