Here you will find scattered pictures from my point and shoot camera, random thoughts from my little world, treasured memories of days gone by, hopeful dreams of the days yet to come, and a bunch of ideas - because I've always got ideas!
Friday, June 12, 2015
Broeder enjoys playing fireman.
All he needs is a hat and a hose.
He can make the wee-woo-wee-woo sound all by himself.
He can also sing and dance, but that's extra.
Sharing the hose was not his idea, but he is a reasonable citizen.
Apparently, the fire was in the peony bush.
Sometimes you just have to make demands.
Even if they are not met.
Storming off is effective with some people, with others it goes unnoticed.
At the end of the day, the peony bush was no longer on fire.
And fireman Broeder learned that dead peonies stink.
I'm the mother of three grown children, and I have a son-in-law and two daughters-in-law who are gifts from God. I've been married to The Husband God Gave Me (THGGM) for 38 years. On January 1, 2006 I became "Beppe" to Jonge, who was quickly followed by Famke, Kado, Feintsje, Hertsje, and Broeder. They have real names, but these are what I call them on this blog. I've always been boring and I doubt that will change anytime soon. Because.., well.., I'm dreadfully GOOD at it!