She dug way down in the garbage can, beyond the leftover lasagna and brown lettuce, and she pulled out two beer bottle caps. Then, she forced herself to eat two peach Popsicles. She added a few fabulous touches, including hair extensions, striped dresses, and love.
The result? My Mother's Day puppets. In case you can't tell, I am actually on one of my Mother's Day puppets. Yes, I'm a puppet (insert loud cheering).
And the gifts didn't stop there. However, if I showed you my cross (complete with Scripture) made of Dum Dum wrappers, I'd just be bragging.
Relishing my early Mother's Day gifts, and these two sweet things who teach me if you don't have a pool, a sled is a perfect substitute, bathing suit bottoms can always double as a bathing suit top, and when life gives you a choice, always order sprinkles.
Happy Mother's Day. Thanks for spending your precious minutes here.
Book club starts Wednesday. You in?
Also, hanging out here today. Click on over for a visit.