We are committed to recycling. And by that, I don't know if I mean we really like it, or we should be committed.
Here's Violet, ready for their Daddy Daughter Dump Day. Complete with sack lunch. She's so excited. Seriously.
We don't have a reliable recycling service this far out in the boonies, only trash pick-up, which we don't use. Rural recycling is sometimes a bit of an oxymoron.
Sooo....we keep these ginormous 50 gallon barrels and sort recyclables all year long. Then, once or twice a year, we (and by "we" I mean "Adam"...I can't budge those barrels) take everything to a Dallas recycling center. We could just throw everything away, but that seems wrong. Yay for recycling, boo for having to go to so much trouble to do it.
Nothin' says lovin' like the Jurassic period.
I made a whole batch of "Dinosaurs in Love" for Violet's Valentine's Day party.
I'm coordinating a party with all 4 kindergarten classes together...wish me luck! I've been really fortunate-this is one volunteering group of parents. They all sign up to help and seem happy to be there...yay!
Violet's class will make card holders out of big food canisters, so they'll look kind of like this. Oh boy...Valentine cards! I loved making a shoe box for mail when I was in school. I could barely sleep the night before, wondering what kind of cards I'd get. I always picked out the nicest card for the cute guy in our class, and I tried to make my friends' cards extra special. I'd bring them home and spend hours looking at every single one. Did you get all silly over Valentine's Day, too? Tell me I'm not alone.
That tiny ring was hard to make. So. Many. Glue. Burns.
Didn't we all grow up thinking that noodle slurping scene from Lady and the Tramp was soooo romantic? The spaghetti is embroidery thread and the sauce is nail polish.
T-Rex looks so happy to be getting his cards, doesn't he?
Dino Prom! He has a bow tie to match her hair bow. He's presenting a corsage to her. Adam didn't get it. My husband said he's NEVER in his life bought a corsage for a girl. Pssst...I'll let you pin one on me any day.
"Bye, Honey-have a nice day!"
I like long term, real life, husband/wife/family love best of all! There's no place I'd rather be than with Adam and my girls.
Baby Triceratops even has on a diaper, but you can't see it in this photo.
Gettin' pretty. I think she's going to need a lot of work.
Hot glue is our friend. Seriously...is there anything hot glue can't do?
Getting hungry yet?
"I'm so glad you called!"
Here's old Aunt Jane Austengosaurus penning her love poems. I made the pencil out of a toothpick and used a printer to reduce real Valentines and envelopes to teeny tiny scale.
Holding hands. Aaaaaw.
"I'd kiss me," thinks Velociraptor.
Adam came up with the tail hole. Thanks, honey.
I don't know if you can see it, but I wrote "Max Raptor" on the lipstick. Like "Max Factor"...get it? GET IT PEOPLE???? I think I've inhaled too much hot glue. Can you even do that?
I hope you and the hug-and-smooch-worthy people in your life have a fabulous Valentine's Day!