You may remember a few weekends ago I purchased an insane amount of glitter. For work. I would never bring that stuff into my home. But then we did this amazingly adorable and beautiful project where we made huge Christmas lights and covered them in glitter. I knew Quinn would enjoy making them, I would enjoy displaying them, and I was pretty sure Liam would have fun with this too. And so I did something I swore I would never do. I brought glitter into my house.
And I was right. What I didn't think of was how sad Liam would be to have to stop. And how a week later I'd still be finding glitter in my house. In my kitchen. On my dinner plate. (hello? If you're in a reader you need to come on over to see the pictures in this post - I finally figured out PictoBrowser - well, sort of, anyway. come see!)
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Oh, he looks so sad in that picture. My favorite has got to be the vacuum cleanup.
Hahahaha, oh my gosh, you are brave, and your kids have the coolest mom ever. Such fun pictures, and I love the vacuuming, even if there will *always* be more glitter. :)
As a former night custodian for District 58 in Downers Grove there are two things I cannot stand..........1) Glitter and 2)Cake Icing. Luckily it looks like you have hardwood floors and not carpet. But glitter is so pretty :)
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