My kids love to draw. Art is their passion. The other day Clairissa and Abby decided that they wanted to have a "beauty shop" upstairs in their room. they set all their toys up got out blankets and decorated, and then made a huge poster advertising their shop that said "grand opening, girls only makeover, daycare while you get it done ". The girls even went as far as making signs for when they were opened and closed along with name tags made out of masking tape. Clairissa has a make-up kit and they were going to charge for things like applying eyeshadow 10cents, fingernails painted 20 cents, etc. In the mean time Jillian decided that she needed to participate so she started drawing people all over their poster.


It was all fun and games until Abby got fingernail polish on her nice shirt that you see here in the picture. Then yesterday, when I was putting Jillian to bed, I noticed a small spot of polish on Jillian's baby blanket that I made her. Momma aint happy no more! Needless to say that after giving them strict guidelines about keeping the make-up and polish out of the bedroom and off of the blankets, rules weren't followed, and I have officially nixed the girls makeover store. It was a fun thought while it lasted though. In fact, I think the preparation was the funnest part of their whole project.
Last week was a really tough week for our Bishop and family. First, my husband went out of town on business and it happened to overlap with our daughter and her babies visiting us. So, three days that she was here, he didn't get to see her. Then, he flew back into town Wed. around town and then we drove our daughter to the airport Thursday morning at 4:30. Yes, that is early, and yes, we did go back to bed when we got home. ;o) Then he worked all day Thursday and I will spare you the details but it was a bad day. His non-boss boss was in a foul mood and he got the brunt of it. Thursday evening he had the yearly ward audit and didn't get home until close to 10. Friday was another fun filled day at work, and then Friday evening and Saturday were filled with youth conference which he attended and was a chaperone for during the entire event. Sunday was a rough "bishop" day that he couldn't talk about, and quite frankly, I didn't want to hear about. That leads us...
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