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If I Have to Pick

The best part of yesterday was either planting flowers




or


Getting my kids into bed by 7:12 PM.
What would you prefer?
*Photo #4 by Green Wellies*

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  1. **whispers**
    710p
    is 710 an option? :)

    have a good day.

    Carla

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  2. Today, the flowers. 18 years ago, kids in bed! Perspective is everything. I've not bought the first plant this year and am itching to get out there and dig in the dirt!

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  3. We have early bird kids, too. Love that.

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  4. Mine fell asleep early last night, too ... but it was because they weren't feeling well. Poor kiddos! =(

    Enjoy those flowers! I have a few that need to go into the ground today, too!

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  5. Oh I hate hands in the dirt. Sigh. And I go to bed before my kids!

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  6. Kids in bed and then relaxing :o)
    That's a funky looking wheelchair!

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  7. Oooooo....7:12...definitely better than gardening! (Although the plants do look lovely).
    I can only dream...

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  8. 25 years ago, kid. Today, flowers or some such gratifying task.

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  9. I kind of go for the gardening thing. I love getting my hands in the dirt and planting. It is very peaceful for me. However, I no longer have the kids around and I'd say 25 yrs ago, I'd have put the kids to bed, THEN done some planting for additional peace!

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  10. Well that brings back memories! When the kids were little it would depend on how the day went. Sometimes the best part of the day was bed time!

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  11. Hmmm...I think that they both could be super fun! Hope you're doing well!

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  12. I vote for kids in bed! But I do love it when flowers are planted.

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  13. You and your greenthumb! It must be our genes, I planted plants too. :3 And why can't both options make yesterday splendid? :P

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