Perfect Timing

Each school year at Easter time my daughter has given each of her classmates an Easter egg with a little something in it. Usually just something small like an eraser, an Easter sticker or two, and/or a few pieces of candy. Nothing too major as not much will fit in one Easter egg anyway. Just the thought that counts!

So last night we got out our Easter things to get her eggs ready for her classmates today since they will be out of school for the next four days starting tomorrow. Well, after looking to see what we had, we realized we needed to go to the store to get a few things. Off to shop we went!

We got back and I got started on getting the eggs filled. My daughter started out helping me but then got busy doing something else. Hubby ended up finishing helping me. It was basically a family effort put forth to get the eggs ready. My son didn't actually "help" per say but he was sitting there watching and then played with some of the extra eggs so he was involved too. :-)

Once they were all filled, we put them in my daughter's pink basket and set them aside so we could have supper and so my son would not play with the eggs. He's really and I mean REALLY good at getting into things! LOL!

This morning was pretty much a regular morning. Hubby got up first and took his shower. I got up a little after that and got my daughter up. She gets herself ready now. I got my daughter's breakfast for her and then got her lunch and backpack ready for school.

It was time to go to school. My daughter got her jacket on and I handed her her backpack. I kissed her and hubby bye and said I love you. Out the door they went. Off to school and off to work. My son was still sleeping so I went to work online.

Not too long after my daughter and hubby had left, I went into the kitchen for something, turned around, and saw it! Yep, you guessed it! The pink basket of Easter eggs for my daughter to hand out at school! Oh no! She'd forgotten them. Hubby and I had both not thought about them either. That's what we get for putting them aside and not leaving them out so we could see them!

Of course, I could just picture her being sad and upset once she realized she forgot them. I thought about how she could just hand them out next week when they went back to school but then Easter would be over plus I figured my daughter would not want to do that so I scurried around the house. Got my son and myself ready and out the door we went to take the pink basket to the school.

We were going to walk to school but it was misting out so I decided to go ahead and drive. We were at the school in no time as we only live a block away.

I rang the bell to get into the school because after school starts the doors are all locked so no one can get in. While waiting for someone to unlock the door I see my daughter's teacher and my daughter's class walking through the hall, heading back upstairs to their classroom.

The door is unlocked and my son and I go in. Here's comes my daughter down the hall. I peeked into the office to let them know I was just going to give the basket to my daughter because she had forgotten it. Once my daughter got to us she had a smile on her face. She handed the box she was carrying over to one of her classmates and took her pink basket full of eggs. Can you say perfect timing? I couldn't have timed that any better, could I?

Paper Or Plastic

So when you go shopping and hear the question, "Paper or plastic?" What is your answer? Or do you bring in your own bags?

I sometimes bring my own bags when I remember to grab them when heading out the door. I then have to remember to actually take them into the store when I get there. A lot of times I forget.

So when I forget my own bags and am asked the question, "Paper or plastic?", I almost always choose paper. I have SO many plastic bags around the house that I just don't need, want, or have any use for but brown paper bags on the other hand come in very handy for me.

I have found that brown paper bags are GREAT for making my own shipping bags to mail out orders to my buyers from my Etsy shop. Brown paper bags are pretty thick but light weight so it helps to keep shipping costs down for my buyers.

Soooo.......paper or plastic or do you use your own bags?

New Idea For The Boys

My son was right next to me playing with all his little toy cars and a new idea came to me. Most of my crocheted items are pretty much, well, for girls.

Looking at my sons cars made me think about crocheting a new item that would be well, for boys.

I'm going to make some scrubbies that are shaped like tires. Tires are definitely boyish right? Stay tuned to my Etsy shop here for the tires to make their debut!

Why Does My Fingertip Hurt?

We went out of town over the weekend to see my hubby's family. Yesterday on the drive back I was crocheting and the tip of my right index finger was hurting. I would stop crocheting, look at it, and not really see anything wrong. I could not figure out what on Earth was making it sore so I'd go back to crocheting.

Last night when I was sitting at the computer after we got home, I touched one of my ears and felt the point of one of my earrings. Well, it was that moment that it then dawned on me what was making my fingertip hurt.

The night before I took off my earrings and as I was putting the back on one of them to set them away for the night, I had accidentally poked my fingertip with the point of the earring. I've had my ears pierced twice in each ear. The earrings I had been wearing were actually one of the pairs that I got when I had gotten my ears pierced one of the times and those earrings do have a sharp point to them.

It's so funny and crazy that I had totally forgotten that had happened with the earring. Apparently I hadn't bumped or touched anything with that fingertip since poking it so I didn't even realize it was sore and tender to the touch until when I was crocheting yesterday afternoon. I'm too young to be so darn forgetful!

April Fool's Day

Happy April 1st! Happy April Fools Day! Anyone pull any April Fools jokes on anyone?

Once my daughter played a small joke on my grandparents. She told them they had mail when they didn't. She really got a kick out of watching grandpa walk to the mailbox to find nothing in it and then laughed when she said, "April Fools!"