Someone didn’t want me to take her picture….
He likes to be the first one to sleep on clean sheets.
An unexciting dinner on a Saturday night.
My youngest dyed eggs while my oldest skipped it this year, claiming he was too old. 😦 😦
The aftermath of dyeing eggs.
This natural linen is stiff and doesn’t fit in a Q-snap too well, so I’m stitching in hand. I quite like it, much to my surprise.