life, everyday {week twenty two}.

{11.13.09} friday: sweet sisterly moment brought to you by warm blankies, fluffy pillows, and loving cuddles.
{11.14.09} saturday: here's a peek at what was to be created at our christmas card party. i went right to work, ignoring what else needed to be done around the house. where's the fun in chores when the preparation of seasonal celebrations was at hand?
{11.15.09} sunday: i love the joy that's exuding from this fall picture, full of wonder and movement...tossing damp leaves into the warm autumn air.
{11.16.09} monday: let me set the scene of this food-filled ball: miley, per usual, had a few lunch remnants left on her elmo plate, waiting to be digested in order to finally exclaim, "ah done!" with mommy by her side, encouraging her to finish her cheese stick and turkey. a few very short moments later, she held her plate high declaring her victory. i have to say, i was a little shocked myself. she usually doesn't display so much enthusiasm so quickly. i shot words of praise her way, still a little perplexed by the situation until my eyes met this round ball of fun sitting in her chair. ah-ha. the culprit.
{11.17.09} tuesday: jessa's been eagerly displaying a notion to help around the house beyond her toddler-age chores. her favorite? helping wash the dishes. my inner child so badly wants to scream at her, "don't do it! you'll despise it in a few years!" i had similar incidents when i was little that involved the vacuum cleaner and the silverware section of the dishwasher. chills still slime their way down my back just thinking about it. *wink. in the meantime, i'll enjoy the eagerness while it lasts.
{11.18.09} wednesday: let the re-packing begin. puppy was determined not to be forgotten. being well out of miley girl's reach, i'm not to sure who shoved him into this pile of empty boxes. whoever it was had good intentions to not leave him behind.
{11.19.09} thursday: finding out we were moving on monday, i was 'seemingly forced' to be packed up in a day or two. besides being convinced that i lost my mind for a few hours, i think i did okay. who doesn't like living under the pressure now and again? it sharpens the faith, yes?