And Then We Got Ants

We always get ants.  Always.  You can bet with the very first warm rainy day of spring the ants will come marching into our house.  And I’m always ready with my Terro…all thanks to The Great Ant Bebacle of 2012.  Since then Terro and I have been ant killing BFFs.  So the ants showed up and I happily cut that first Terro packet open…like opening ant season.  What usually follows is a swarm of ants.  You just watch them eat what’s really their yummy death and take it back and pass it around to all their young impressionable friends, but this time only like 3 ants showed up the the Terro party.  Then our current littlest picked up the trap and dumped out every last bit of sticky ant death goodness all over our bathroom floor.  It was everywhere.  Everywhere.  I picked her up, closed the bathroom door and decided to clean it up when I had time.  When I revisited the bathroom a mere 30 minutes later, THEY WERE EVERYWHERE.  Like a swarm.  Of Ants.  Everywhere.  They were gathered around each and every big and small drop of Terro like animals gathered at a watering hole.  This is but a tiny sampling of our ant visitors.  And I just let them all feast…all day long…and by night fall they were all gone and surely dead.  Terro, I puffy heart you.

Then I made cookies to celebrate their tiny ant deaths…or maybe I just made cookies for the sake of making cookies…and because I have some sweet ladies coming to our house tomorrow for Bible journaling class and what kind of decent human being would I be if I didn’t offer them a chocolate chip cookie?!?!?  Hello.  And just make this pie…just do it…don’t argue or ask questions…just make it…and then savor every last little bite.  And maybe just go ahead and make 8 because what on Earth are you really going to do with a quart of buttermilk anyways?!?!?

Our lilac bush is in full on awesomeness state.  Watermelon has been purchased for the second time in 2 weeks.  And we’re eating outside more and more.  This can only mean spring is officially here and summer is on it’s merry way.

Please note Hudson’s rind…he clearly hates watermelon.

This is the photo version of Amon doing his bear roar.  He’s hilarious.  And loves bears.  The end.

This is Amon currently…

Yep.  Down for the count.  Sick as a bear.  Fever and on a regular puking schedule.  Hey there puke bowl…you’ve been good to us all these years.  Thanks for taking the brunt of it all.

And work.  You guys, I am so close to being caught up.  So close.  Baby sets and key fob sets and dish towels and name pillows.  Thank you!!!  Thank you for your orders.  It’s a joy for me to make and create for you!!!  You are awesome!

Hope your weekend is stellar!

Happy Friday.

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  1. Beautiful !

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