Sweet children

Not only am I sick, but my whole family is. Poor Peter. While I was laying down trying to rest he went and tucked himself in bed for his second nap of the day. Unheard of! As my Grandma Pete would say "Bless his sweet heart."

He is making progress in the throw up arena. He now can do it in a bucket, and is proud of it. Thank heavens. No more scrubbing carpet.

It is almost art night at the kids school. They have been making overpriced items to sell. It is a fundraiser for the art program at our school. Noble cause, but things are overpriced. Maggie's class has made a number of items. My favorite is this bracelet. She was so excited for me to send money, so she could bring it home. Little did I know she was bringing it home to give to me! Thanks Maggie. I love it. I think she did a great job on the pattern and color combo.

*The jury is still out on another item. Her class made magnets to sell the day Maggie was sick. The teacher had another child make them, and then wrapped it with the tag, which read "Made by Maggie Dunham." They are banking on the fact that I will buy this item. Guess which way I am leaning? Let the judging of others begin! "Poor Maggie's mom did not buy hers!"