I rarely-to-never blog and then the week I do there are all these problems and some of my posts got deleted. Nice. I don't want to redo them, but am adding in the nice photographs of "the bear" for my sister. She doesn't get to see it in person and is in need of seeing it. Probably so she can appreciate the fact that her husband doesn't hunt. Here ya go sister...
Interesting fact: Kade HATES when I nail anything in the wall. You know, he worked hard building the house and that is a shame. I actually lost count of how many holes he put in hanging the bear. This should give me free reign on walls now....
Possible Motivater: Some people have hunters in their family and aren't completely shocked by the sight of a dead carcass being considered as acceptable home decor. Other people do not. Two of my piano students came last week and said, "That is creepy." Notice the proximity to the piano. I told them it would work just like the flower in primary that grows tall when you sing well. If practicing isn't happening, I reserve the right to move the piano closer to the bear and possibly let the bear slide down the wall...I must be the best teacher ever.














