F-F-F = Fruit by the Foot Fans. 
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Cheese!
My little show boat!
Mike, Veronica, Grace, Max & Bennett
Grace is 5!
Max is 4!
Bennett
Grace at 4
Max at 3 (nearly)
Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end. ~Author Unknown
Friends and Family Blogs
- Amanda
- Anderson Family
- Babushka Delight
- Ball Family
- Brown Family
- Cassie
- Christiansen Family
- Demille Family
- Eagar and Croft Family
- Elder Family
- Elder McBride
- Facer Family
- Harrison Family
- Hart Family's Happy Place
- Hernandez Family
- Jacobson Family
- Katie
- Kelsey Family
- Kenzie
- Loertscher Family
- Love Family
- McBride Family
- Melinda
- Moller Family
- Mortenson Family
- Nelson Family
- Novenario Family
- O'Neal Family
- Ostler Family
- Paskett Family
- Paskett Family 2
- Plastow Family
- Richards Family
- Roundy Family
- Sarah and John
- Tarbet Family
- Team Kenton
- Vimahi Family
- Zollinger Family
Food Blogs
Blogs
- Another Day Stronger
- Calling all Angels
- Bring the Rain
- Our Journey of Love
- The Simple Wife
- MckMama
- Camilla's headbands
- Right Brained Reality
- Gourmified
- Paddicakes
- Utah Diva
- Sugar Doodle
- Food Storage Idea's
- Stamping Blog
- Delightfuldots Backgrounds
- The Cutest Blog on the Block
- Dreams Float Keepsakes
- Coupons
- Family Home Evening Blog
Listen to the Mustn'ts
Listen to the mustn'ts, child.
Listen to the don'ts.
Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts.
Listen to the never haves,
then listen close to me...
Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.”
Listen to the don'ts.
Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts.
Listen to the never haves,
then listen close to me...
Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.”
My Smart, Sassy and Spirited Girl!
My Seriously Handsome Boy!
Imagination
Max at 2
Grace at 3
Followers
Edward
Slide Show 1
Song for a Fifth Child
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo.
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo.
But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo.
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo.
But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
Where in the World
Counter
For your listening pleasure!
Grace at 2
Cheese!
Max is 1!
My little show boat!
Our year in pictures
No comments:
Post a Comment