Easter Fashion Shoot

Boston Flower and Garden Show

My friend and I attended the Boston Flower and Garden Show down at the Seaport World Trade Center. I liked the flower art exhibits. I call them flart.

Fondant flowers were also on the venue. These are a few of the cakes I did in my spare time and entered into the show. Ha ha.


They also had different landscaping displays. I especially liked the stone arch that looks like a giant pi- I think that would be fabulous in my back yard. I also like the big creepy stone lily pad in the black pond of doom.

I thought these foliage animals were so classy. Move over pink metal flamingo.

Me and Judy in the big chair. Move over Lily Tomlin.

Guest Blogger: Ivy

A Guest blog by Ivypost translated and transcribed by her mother

People of the world, be alarmed.

Take notice, as I did today, that the great watery spinny toy my parents have in the kitchen, and occasionally throw clothes in, has a deep dark disturbing secret.

There is a baby trapped inside.


I tried to say hello in many different dialects of baby yelling and screaming, but she just silently waved.

So I just watched her until the cycle was done, jealous of the all the great wet fun she was having in there, yet horrified that she never did escape her dark damp prison. I will say one more thing about her.

She is pretty cute.

Magic Show (another one)

This premiered tonight at our ward talent show. Ta Da!!

A Useful Chart

Bryn just made this useful chart:

Notice the handpet? It deserves it's own blog post. Let's just say it's very handy.

Top 'o the Mornin' to you

Word of the Day: SADIFIED

Word Creator: Calvin

Actually used in this sentence: "Mom, I'm just so sadified that I couldn't have that Bob the Builder balloon in the grocery store."

Besides inventing new words, Calvin has also been experimenting with hair mousse, admiring and devouring cupcakes, and providing Ivy with her favorite fist-pounding entertainment.

Photo shoot

Work it baby.

Memories that never fade

Grandma Lucinda grew up during the depression, and learned very early the value of being frugal and making do with what you had. She was a saver, and if something was still good, she was sure to find a use for it. Her house and storage shed were a treasure trove of the past.

She and Grandpa raised 9 children in this three-bedroom house. Eventually they turned the coal room into another bedroom, and dug a basement out from under the house to put the boys in.

The hours logged playing with these toys cannot be calculated. My grandfather made the blocks and the marble game, and I can tell you that every person in their posterity wanted to inherit them.

Grandma's player piano was the center of most family functions. It was never long before the rolls had been dug out of closets and 2 or 3 grandkids were gleefully pumping the pedals.

Grandma made a to-do list every day until the day she died. No wonder her priorities were straight.

Grandma seemed to like nothing better than a family gathering. We filled every nook and cranny of her home on holidays, but loved every second of it. And she had everything planned out, with tables and seating assignments in most rooms.
She would have liked this last gathering, and I'm sure she and grandpa were looking down with joy at all they had accomplished in this life.

Special thanks to my younger siblings, Lance and Karen, for having the foresight to preserve these images before everything was sorted through and scattered to the wind.

Note in the backpack