March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Howdy Partner

My children always have some elaborate play scheme going on ~  You just never know what it is going to be or how they created it.  Typically it evolves from something we are reading or some place we have been.  They raid the dress-up closet, drawers, and toy bins to come up with costumes they deem appropriate.
This week they live on a barn and tend horses {and cows} when the mood strikes.

The babies love to swing!


Have a good hump day!
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