I have a hard time throwing things away. If I’m being creative with them, it’s not too much of a problem…like this blue-bird. It had cute little wire feet, but it got knocked off the shelf and after a few glue-repair jobs that kept failing, I was regretfully considering actually putting it in the garbage….
Month: April 2015
A Poem for my Son
No eating play dough! No eating it in your chair. And no eating it under there! It may look like ice cream But it is not. And you’re no play- dough-eating robot. For the last time, I say! We’re all done with play dough If you keep licking it that way. *Sigh* I love your…