Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


A rose by any other name ...

This is what I call a Mother's Day gift. Little Bit, Hot Rod and Pickle helped Army of Dad select some flowers and a caladium for my back garden (which has been sorely neglected by me) for my gift. On Sunday morning, the two little ones helped dad fix the garden. Army of Dad thought this picture was funny because I'm on the phone (my FIL called to wish me Happy Mother's Day) and Hot Rod is being a clown. Little Bit is cute always.
These roses are in my back yard. They have a special place in my heart because they came from a cutting from my mother's rosebush, which came from a cutting from the rosebush in my late Granny's yard. I was telling the kids this story and they decided that they want rosebushes from this, too, when they have homes. I think we can arrange that.


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