My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
Anonymous

Your mind is the garden, your
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William
Wordsworth

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

rearranging.....

On the piano I have a small display of angels.





But the last couple of days they've mysteriously gotten rearranged......
I wonder who could be doing this??
Maybe it's the same one who's decided to decorate the hall with their bedtime snugglers...........

5 comments:

GrandmaK said...

I remember one Christmas when my Jimmy daily took all the gifts from under the tree and replaced them in a different way. I tried to stop this but soon realized this was his way of "celebrating" until the day when he could open his gifts. In some ways that's what we do in our lives. When we pray we daily we are really are asking God to help us place our gifts and then we celebrate these until we can realize that ultimate gift of heaven. God bless and Merry Christmas! Cathy

Susan said...

This is so sweet!!! I remember playing for hours with a plastic santa & sleigh that sat on our dining room table as a child. I still have it, by the way!!!!
Susan

ellen b. said...

I love stuff like this! So darn cute...

Stephanie D. said...

I believe the angels must be on a mission. Maybe they're traveling to a manger?

Pam said...

Oh how sweet! I love busy, chubby, little hands!