I’m tired of my front steps looking like this. I try to ignore the dead plants and broken planter every day as I rush in and out of the house with 2 kids and their accompanying backpack, coats, books, stuffed animals and everything else they want to take with them into the car and then are too tired to bring back into the house. Most days in the process of getting them ready I forget my own coat but that’s another problem. Today we tackled the sad front steps.
Sairshe was excited to use her new gardening gloves and Carys Áine was even got in on the action. It was so cute to see them working together.
Sairshe took her planting job very seriously. There was only one brief moment of yelling at her sister for crushing flowers in her little baby fist, though she didn’t mind when Carys Áine tried on her precious gloves.
But the biggest source of fun was the dirt pile Sairshe made in the middle of our lawn when I wasn’t looking.
The front of our house looks a million times prettier. Grandma Diane is visiting and helped pretty things up too.
When Mike came home, he pretended to not recognize our house and drove past twice while Sairshe watched out the window, laughing hysterically at how she had “tricked Daddy.”