Saturday, February 7, 2009

A Melting Pot

I don't know how it happened, but my house has turned into the place to be for the neighborhood kids. It only happens when Tom is gone. The moment he arrives, they scatter, and I don't see them until he is gone.

Whilst looking for a picture of the kids to post for Tom, I found two folders full of pictures I took of myself. Is that vain? Also, I would like to point out that the picture of Violet, seen below, out in the cold was not taken by me. I would have rushed to let her in. This isn't Las Vegas after all.

4 comments:

ManicMandee said...

Looks like you've got the same problem we've got. It's flattering they all like your house, but come on!

Amanda said...

I know it was totally you not letting Violet in. You were probably planning out what to say in your blog as you posted it!

Emily said...

I know how it is to have the neighbor kids scared of your husband. The other day I was watching a little neighbor girl. On the way into our house, she said, 'Is Sophie's Daddy here? I am really scared of him.'

Jenny ESP said...

Yeah, Eagle's a real melting pot. All those different white races. Some with brown hair blue eyes, and some with blond hair brown eyes...