Friday, March 11, 2011

Esther Learns To Iron

Hope DHS doesn't come knocking at my door. I confess, I let my 4 year old granddaughter iron and yes, she burned her finger. 
Feeling Empowered and Moving A Little Too Fast

The truth is when I was Esther's age my mom gave me an iron and a sprinkle bottle (a pop bottle  filled with water and topped with a metal  stopper covered with tiny holes big enough to allow water to sprinkle from)  I tried my hand at hankies and pillow cases. I've pretty much hated to iron ever since.  Maybe I've found a solution to my high dry cleaning bill.
After Numerous Warnings...The Inevitable


But What's A Little Burn?              
I Have A Job To Do!
 







How "We" Make It Work

Writing for the Red Prairie Dust Magazine is holding me accountable. A peek at this quarter's article which allowed me to share thought...