A colorful Sunday

When we go on Sunday walks we always take a map.  Usually it is a big & colorful map so we will not get lost.  Who doesn't bring the Candy Land board on their walks?

Smiley let's us know we are almost @ the end.  Yes he is on the map.

We made it to the Candy Land castle.  

No not really but doesn't this look like an ice cream parlor house...it brings warm & fuzzy feelings as I refer back to childhood memories of dreaming what kind characters lived inside...kind of like Disneyland.  It's pink.

Of course I was crowned Queen Frostine because I always win in my tale.  Wait isn't that the lamp shade I finally finished this weekend.  YEAH, one more thing mark off to finish the girl's room.  I kind of like it.

Here's the rest of the Sunday story.....

HIGHLIGHTS:

Burdens were lifted for a bit as I basked in the uplifting words @ church.

The girls gave a talk & scripture in church.  Made me all happy inside.

Lots of blue teeth from the push up pops Dad rewarded the girls with.

Crock Pot dinner.

Long Sunday nap.

Frolicking outside.

Sunday walk.

Desert.

Sometimes I really like Sundays & sometimes I don't but today I did.

Speaking of Candyland, I wish we had tickets to the below adorable party found here via Party Perfect.

The power of a sunburst necklace and the shoeless boys.

A WEAKNESS of mine consists of not being able to find any shoes especially when we are trying to get out the door to make it to 8:30AM church.

Sunday mornings are when I actually have the most propensity to be a grump. For some reason I have not mastered keeping track of kids shoes. Today when we left for church I was on the verge of just calling church off completely. I finally gave in & said, "Who needs shoes anyway?" Seriously my boys all came to church with just their socks on. As we were almost out the door I asked husband to comb the last little guys hair & when he came out this is what I beheld...

All of a sudden my mood lightened up immensely. I was taking life too seriously it seemed. It's a miracle we could even make it to church, let alone on time & that is what we were about to do if I didn't turn back now to fix poor little Elvis's hair. Husband was trying so hard to not laugh & just told me to let it go & leave the hairdo alone because that's how our son wanted it (you know since he can talk so clearly & last I checked a 2 year old boy really could care less). So really we walked into church only 1 minute late, found a nice comfy padded bench and every time I was feeling a little huffy puffy I just looked @ that boys hair and it made me chuckle. I wonder if anybody else in the congregation took note.

P.S. - I sold out and did end up fixing it right before I took him to nursery.

A STRENGTH of mine consists of being able to find humor in a situation on a drop of a dime.

Just a side note, I have been thinking about my Grandma lately. After she passed I swore I would do everything in my power to make her proud. She is an amazing women & when I think I can't do anymore it I often think of her & then for some reason I can. 

On the way out the door my little girl informed me that my dress wasn't very pretty. She's very particular & not a fan of the color brown. Of course considering she is only four my feelings really weren't hurt. I'm actually glad she has an opinion. I on the other hand happen to love the dress I was wearing because it reminds my again of Grandma. No it isn't one of hers but every time I wear that dress I always have to wear one of my most prized possessions...the gold sunburst necklace (and yes that was hers). I felt a little stronger today and I couldn't help but think if it were because of the necklace. Oh & of course I was glad I made it to church because it too seemed to lift me up & give me strength.

{top 2 photos taken by big "M"}