It has been super-windy in our neck of the woods, and the high temperatures are back in the fifties, so we haven't spent much time outdoors this week. Not to mention the fact that this weekend is the girls' annual dance recital, and my mother is coming to town on Saturday, and my, but it has been busy around here!
I do have some pictures of this year's fairy house to share, however! Mr. B put it together the day after Easter, while I was dead under the covers with strep throat.
Stay tuned tomorrow, as Mr. B has promised to give us some hints about he constructed this thing. Despite the crazy winds that managed to blow our neighbor's huge tree completely over, this fairy house hasn't budged! I've also taken to calling it a "fairy playhouse," as it's definitely a bit large. When I suggested to the girls that they might need to make another little house inside for any actual fairies, Little Sis scoffed and cried, "But we're the fairies, Mom!"
Some of the touches we've added include a tin can phone, a chalkboard, some LED solar-powered toadstools (that don't really work), painted and glittered rocks and pine cones, and pink fairy lights. Our hope is that this remains an ongoing project throughout the summer and into the fall. The girls have started begging for a Fairy Day party, like the one we held the summer before last. Mr. B didn't seem too surprised by the request. Perhaps...
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at April 30, 2014
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