It is so gorgeous outside. I have been experiencing spring through the front room window and the car window. This beautiful tree was at the pharmacy. It is supposed to be 73° today, but I don't see much chance to get outside. Every time I venture more than 100 feet from my mother, she calls me. Last night, we had our first snit when I told her that her arms weren't broken and she could put her own pajama top on. I made her cry and that made me cry and boy, I think my sons wanted to go check into a motel. Today, I am on my third load of laundry already. Spills, etc..
I have managed to do a little bit of crafting in between playing nurse. I bought this beautiful Barefoot Roses fabric and used a small piece of it to cover a piece of foam core. I put a layer of batting under the fabric and hot glued it to the board. I also used shipping tape to make the back all nice and neat. Some pink hem facing and a few buttons and it is now a memory board hanging over my mom's bed. Now, I need to sort through pictures and add some more to the board. On second thought, I think I will hand my mom the box and tell her to pick out her favorites. The picture in the middle is of my mom, dad and my oldest brother. It is my mom's favorite picture of my dad. The picture on the left is of my dad at my first wedding. I call it his James Bond look. If he is looking down from up above, I'm sure he is telling me to be nice.