While the boys were at school today I went and helped sort and hang up clothes at our school district’s clothes closet. Families get vouchers from their children’s schools that verify that they have children who live within the district’s boundaries and then they can come “shop” at the clothes closet. The parent can pick out ten items per child two times during the school year. There is everything from socks to backpacks to underwear to jeans and they carry sizes 4T-18. I was able to actually help in the shop area for a while today and was so moved by a boy who came in by himself with his voucher. He was a senior in high school and came in to get some jeans. He told me his size and we searched all over the store and I even went into the sorting room to see if I could find his size. Nothing. I was so sad. We gave him back his voucher and told him to try back later. I would have given him the jeans I had on if I thought they would have fit him. Poor kid.
Archive for February 2nd 2011
When we first moved here a dear, dear friend of mine who lives in Seattle said I MUST visit Queen Bee Creations. I was in need of a new purse anyways (how convenient, I know) and I was already in that part of town, so I thought I would swing by and check things out. It was a hard decision, but this is what I ended up leaving with.
I really liked the ones they had with the birds on them, but if you’ve ever watched Portlandia, you know why I couldn’t by any of the bird ones.
The husband of one of Liam’s Sunday school teachers traveled to Jerusalem recently and brought back rosary beads for each of the children in Liam’s class. I just thought that was so thoughtful.
Our sweet pup is such a help in the kitchen. He loves to help clean up after dinner. Here he is licking a spatula clean for me. The spatula used to be in the place where you put dirty silverware, but he licked it so much it fell out and so now he is trying to “clean” it as it moves around the dishwasher door. Soon it will fall to the floor and he will lick it while moving around the floor where it might eventually end up on the carpet…this is a daily occurrence.
