He designed them all by himself. I know they are not wildly elaborate, but I was charmed by their sweetness. I love the grey tail to the right.
He even made one for Twain, who walked around clutching it.
And from the looks of it, mama couldn't stop playing with them either...doopty doopty doo...
I know you are jealous.
A few things to note.
>>We decided it was too much of an honor for this tower to reside in the family room. Wink. The honor was officially bestowed on the boys' room, making its grand debut next to Finn's bed. Because surprisingly, Finn has turned out to be Peach's biggest advocate. He gets up before the sun, just to feed Peach some canned food. And then he crashes back in bed, where Peach subsequently joins him.
>>The boys room needs a whole new face look. But I have no money or time for that now. I am currently trying to save for a new couch. So.
Yesterday Finn came home from school and disappeared in the garage for a while. Eventually he emerged, with a PVC pipe and some green string that I never knew existed.
Constructing a new weapon.
He recently bought some gold blingy duct tape that he thinks is fab.
And presto. A new bow. Watch out Katniss. You did not think I could resist a hunger games reference did you? Never.
Finn then turned to me and said "Mom, I need to make an arrow. Can I used one of the feathers from the dead bird Peach caught?"
I then put my head in the sand and went to my happy place of unicorns and rainbows, where dead birds and the west nile don't exit.
I really needed this bookmark. Because I like to read two different chapters of the Bible, and the ribbon being tucked into two chapters at once was giving me anxiety.
Currently reading through Psalms and Proverbs. Psalms has been amazing. David's prayers have been directly reflecting my heart lately. And Proverbs? Well, I need wisdom every day and so I think I will need to read a chapter of Proverbs every day for the rest of my life.
I love the bejeweled tush of this unicorn. I am going to open up an etsy shop and sell these bookmarks. Ha. I mean do you think I could get 10 cents each? I could market to 10-year-old girls.
if you are new to my blog. please do not take me too seriously.
And while we are talking about unicorns, I must show you this picture, that Olive Oyl texted a while back, which will forever be emblazoned on my soul. For better or worse.
Ok. I feel better now.
"Hi" she said.
We then started talking nonstop about clothes and outfits and whatnot. For her back-to-school outfit, she was wearing some jeggings, wild glittery sneaker boots and this unicorn shirt:
I realize it looks extremely gaudy here, but it looked totes adorbs on her and my 10-year-old self almost bought it. Until I realized I was full-grown and would get mocked by my friends for wearing it.
I did have fun helping both of the girls find some cute stuff. You moms of girls sure must have a lot of fun.
I am turning ON my comments section for a spell, and am going to see how it goes. I turned the comments off like a year or 2 ago...it was supposed to be for lent for 40 days...but I kept them off longer because it felt right. I just needed a break, to make sure my head was on straight. And to make sure that my heart was in the right place. It's nice to mix things up a bit though ...and I do love being able to comment on your blogs. I get all angryfists when I'm not allowed to comment.
So here I am, and I kinda feel like the awkward new kid on the block. Um, "hi, my name is Davi". And can someone please tell me what's up with word verification lately? It is getting harder and harder to prove that I am NOT a robot. Like I have to enter the ridiculouslysquished letters and weird low-budget tile number sign(what is THAT THING?) THREE times before it lets me comment. It's killing me.