Saturday, March 17, 2012


Someone gave us an iron for our wedding.  Every few years, I need to use it for a craft project or something, and it always takes me awhile to locate it.  I don't think I've ever ironed clothes with it. 

Noah has been receiving little iron-on stars from his basketball games.  I notice most of the other kids on the team have them ironed on their shirts.  I've been keeping Noah's in a pile until I have time to search for the iron.  Tonight I found it, set it on the kitchen table, plugged it in, and then the doorbell rang.  I thought, "Whoever is at the door is going to think I'm ironing!  They're going to believe that I iron on a regular basis!"  It was a proud moment.

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