Queen of Her Castle
...and a dirty rascal:
In case you're worried we're taking "too fancy for our britches" to the outer extreme, the costume was for a Boston Tea Party at school. Which, disappointingly for the third grade boys, was an actual tea party, and did not result in an overthrow of tyranny.
We're home sweet, sweet home.
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—Kyran, 4:04 PM
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11 Comments:
I can't decide if you are more of an Earl Grey, Chamomile, Green Tea, or Diet Coke-with-ice sort of family.
I've been lurking here and following your move. I am thrilled that you and the family are in your new home finally, but probably not as thrilled as you all are! I'm also jealous as hell. Our house has been on the market for nearly a year and we're only now negotiating our first offer. Cross your fingers for us...
Tina
www.thebiggertheyget.com
Home Sweet Home! I am so happy to know you are in your new home. Lots of blessings and happiness. Be sure to ask for blessings and have a little rite of some sort to ask the spirits to bless your house and garden .
Kind of coveting your sectional. No, TOTALLY coveting your sectional. Mmmmmm... sectional.
Hurray! I am so happy for you guys.
Yea! You look so happy and at home! :)
Congratulations!
Welcome home, Kyran.
Good for you guys!
My eldest son would have thought he had died and gone to heaven if he got to have a Boston Tea Party at school. He is a history buff!
I offically want one of everything in the photos of the new house. Except the kids...I have enough of those.
http://whymomdrinksrum.blogspot.com/
Why were they drinking tea when is was all about the rum in the belly of the ship? ;-P
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