June 28, 2005

• Almost nine years ago I was garage saling in preparation to welcome my two oldest into the house.   At one of the many garage sales I frequented I found this delightful little wooden rocking horse.   I was told by the lady she'd brought it from Amish country.  I paid $10 for it.   And that seemed like a LOT on my budget back then.  Trust me my budget was super tight.

  
  

  Little did I imagine though when I bought it...My youngest son of 6 children would be using it nine years later.   Okay so Zeria was helping him.  *giggles*  But too cute.

  
  

  Zeria btw use to stand on it holding onto the handles and do extreme rocking horse sports on this.  Somehow...that really doesn't suprise me.   She faces everything the extreme way.  Somewhere I have the most beautiful picture of Zeria in a creme lacy dress riding this at the age of about 14 months.    I should put these two together...

  
  

                      

  
  

  On a much less sentimental note.  Rainee came crying into the house.  (not exactly unheard of today as she's not feeling good)  And was absolutely SOPPING wet.  Head to toe drenched.  "Mommy my butterfly got wet."  She says with hysteria. 

  
  

  Yeah that and everything else too.   Kids have their priorities you know.  *snicker*   The dress was "new" so that was the reason for the hysterics...that and as I said she's spending most of her day that way. 

  
  

              

  
  

   

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