We spent some time outside today, or as Allie calls it "sigh?" And yes she always says it at as a question. Maybe we don't go out enough so she thinks she always has to ask if we can go. Hmm....anyway this is what the girls did....
And this....
And this too....
And in case you can't tell what "this" is, the girls were using Lily's scissors to cut the flowers{weeds} and put them in a chair to collect them. On a side note Lily just recently got her scissors back from her hair cutting experience. Oh, one more side note...check out what the humidity is doing to her hair. I keep thinking she looks like Goldilocks.
While the girls were busy romping around, I was busy giving Grandpa a new home. When my Grandpa Price died my Grandma was given 20 something baskets of houseplants. Grandma gave each of her kids and grandkids one of these plants. Russ and I always name our plants and shortly after receiving our house plant we dubbed it Grandpa. Poor grandpa has been abused by me. If anyone knows anything about me, I kill house plants. I can keep outdoor plants alive, but houseplants get killed alot. I've managed to keep grandpa alive{barely} even though he's got frostbite, sunburned, and got dehydrated MANY times. Grandpa has been with us for three years, and for about a year now he has been in desperate need of a new home. The basket he was in was just to small for him.
Anyway, I broke up the two plant that make up Grandpa and split them in too. I got creeped out for awhile as I found out that a spider had been making homes in the basket. It even crawled out to say hello. I greeted it with my shoe. I plopped Grandpa in to containers and Lily and Allie helped put some dirt around him. I was so happy to get this accomplished since I've been meaning to get around it for so long. Here is a before and after shot of Grandpa...
And one last unrelated side note. When I received this plant I was so excited that I had got this particular one. Why? Because it had a marijuana plant. See that plant on the left? My mom had one of those plants in her house, and it grew like crazy! She finally had to give it to my sister since it got to big for her house. Anyway, Grandpa would always call it a marijuana plant. So in an odd way this plant had some sentimental parts to it. It brings back great memories of Grandpa when I look at it.