One of my favorite simple crafts to do with the kids is making ladybugs out of rose hips!
I had all sorts of rose hips hanging over my fence today in all their spunky glory.
We pulled one off and cut it in half with a pair of scissors–very easy. Then we took a black sharpie and drew spots on it and voila–our very own pet ladybugs! They are adorable!!
P.S. They make great tea too!!
I lie here on my pink puffy bed in my pink silky pajamas, or pink flannel depending on my mood (the only thing you can bank on is that there will be chocolate smeared somewhere on my attire), with my pink feathered pen, writing my most delicious daydreams. Funny? Sometimes. Scandalous? Hopefully. Inspiring? Perhaps. Full of love? Always.
Welcome to my World.
My New Goal: Walking on wine bottles wearing pointe shoes, a leotard, and cat ears…
My new bumper sticker arrived today! It’s a unicorn prancing in front of a rainbow. Part of my brain said, “You can’t put that on your car. Everyone will think a twelve-year-old is driving.” Then I thought, “Who cares what other people think? If I like it, that’s all that matters.” Then I had a whole conversation with the stern and somber judge in my brain that doesn’t like people to have fun. Don’t worry—she’s very small and plain and…
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