…screened in porch with stairs and a wheelchair lift!
Or a ton of lumber peeking over a broken, ugly gate. Whatever. Same thing. Sort of. Almost.
Life should be fun for the next few weeks! A major project, contractors, a pre schooler, a baby, and a toddler that decided last week to potty train herself. But only sometimes. And definitely not if it involves the messier end of things. The words “I pooped! In playroom!” will forever strike fear info me, though not as much as being followed by “I helped clean up half of it” from the big sister. Oh kids. I love you.
Speaking of, here are my princesses yesterday on Halloween. We had Cinderella, baby Cinderella, and monkeypunzel (Lily argued with me when I told her she was rapunzel. Why did I disagree with a 2 year old again?)
Last week we picked up several mums for the front porch. I figure there’s no point in trying to keep anything alive during the ridiculousness that is a south Texas summer. So, come
autumn still summer, its nice to get some life and color back onto the porch and make it a more welcoming entrance.
Let’s just take a minute to talk about the insanity that is planting flowers with the kids. First, Lily now walks (read: runs as fast as 10″ legs will go) everywhere. And she’s obsessed with climbing. So working on the porch with its concrete steps is already dangerous. Add a hyper three year old who doesn’t understand that the 1 year old doesn’t get the concept of “catch”, and well, consider the fact that anything made it into pots and no one ended up in the hospital a major success. Hopefully in a few decades our porch will be show stopingly (did I just make up another word?) charming. For now, I’m happy to have something fall-ish up and even happier to have two fun girls to play in the dirt with.
So, back to the porch. I stacked our two real & one Goodwill pumpkins in one corner. These may have to move. I can easily see “knock down the pumpkin tower” becoming a new favorite game. Oh, and there’s actually another mum to plant, but I didn’t know Joe had stuck one on the other side of the stairs. Given that I was trying to watch the
crazy nutters darlings, I just never saw it. So maybe another mum will make is way into one of the other half dozen still empty planters. Or, more likely, maybe it’ll be forgotten again and wither. In which case Patsy will probably find it all crunchy, get sad, and then try to save it by planting it inside the house.
Our porch got a pretty pink makeover in preparation for bug’s 3rd birthdsy party today. The birthday girl was thrilled with the balloons, pinata, streamers, flowers, cakes, ice cream, all in pink of course.
I’m exhausted, but this little part was pink perfection. It was also a great excuse to jump on the spring cleaning. There is still a ways to go on that front, but it was nice get the porch & living rooms out of the winter doldrums.
Tomorrow the celebrating continues!