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Mi casa su casa

Yes that's a for sale sign in our yard!! It's is a very strange feeling, its a very large for sale sign. So we spent the weekend and all morning doing all the touch up painting, decorating, deep cleaning, and reorganizing that we've been meaning to do for 2 years, when we moved in. And we don't get to stick around long enough to enjoy it. What a sensible bunch we are. Actually we may not be going anywhere all that soon, its not really the best time to sell...but we are winging it. Time will tell. I took some pics of the house, we rarely see it all spit shined. If anyone you know wants a quaint Springville home in the most delightful neighborhood...send them our way:)Scarlet is napping on the floor...she doesn't come with the room...sorry:)

Sweet 50

Dear Mother dearest,

Happy 50th birthday. Thanks for being born. Thanks for making fifty look like the new 30. I love you Mom, I have always felt sorry for other people who don't get to have you for a mom. Being my mom was no small task, I am glad you survived it. Thanks for your patience and support in all of my en devours. Thanks for not freaking out when I shaved my head, you even said you thought it was cute? What a gal!

Thanks for working so hard to make sure we always had what we needed and more. Thanks for not holding on too tightly to me so that I could have my own experiences---Scary. I am glad that you will be around to remind me how to do it! Thank you for trusting me to make the right choices, in the end I usually did because it would have killed me to lose your trust. Thanks for teaching me what love is and what it isn't. I see now that saying yes all the time doesn't mean I love you. I appreciate that you loved me enough to say no when you needed to.

Thanks for not being cool when I was in high school. I needed a Mother, not someone to fit into my idea of what "cool" was. Of course, I really did think you were cool, I told all my friends that, but you just weren't aloud to know. Thanks for sharing everything with me. When I was younger everything you ate looked good and you always shared. I was always in awe, wondering how you could be so nice. I get it a little more now that I have little Scarlet who loves to eat my sandwiches, but not her own. I can love my kids better because you loved me so much. I will never be able to thank you enough for the gift you are to me. I love you mom, thanks for turning 50 so that I could remember how lucky I am to have you.

Love,

Heidi

Pouting princess

Whether she is pouting or dreaming of a true loves kiss...will we ever really know? Dave and I looked out the window to check on Scarlet and we just HAD to laugh at this little lady. She has on her "twirly dress" passed along by her cousin Chrissy who wore it at least 6 years ago. The best is her hands placed upon her lap like so and that far way look. If I could guess what she was thinking I'd say it was something like "Where is my prince, or at least a friend in this wide wide world..."