Beans, Beans

Have you ever wondered how many beans it takes to fill a bean bag? I happen to have first hand knowledge of this. About 6 grocery bags full, plus all the others that have been spilled out through the years! I freaked out a little the first time Trent got curious and opened the zipper and climbed inside! More concerned about "beans" in the lungs, than beans on the floor at that point! Who thought it was a good idea to make the zipper to the inside so accessable to children! Today's bean debacle is due to the dogs. They didn't seem to understand that we don't pee on such things! Outside in the rain and weather this thing sat, all summer, til i'd finally had enough.
I carefully emptied 6 bags of the stuff, until I could fit it in the washing machine. Washed it up, and carefully poured them all back in. (Only spilling a few.) If child or dog dares soil this bag again, they might be the next thing to be stuffed!

"You Think You Can Dance"

Callie was finally old enough to take the Park and Rec, Poms and Dance class. It didn't start til mid-July, but she had been ready since she bought her set of pom-poms from the Memorial Day Rummage-O-Rama! I had to work, so Grandma brought her to her first class. I was a little nervous about what this class would actually be. Figuring it would be a bunch of High School Girls teaching a bunch of influential little wanna-be's how to shake it, and here I'm sending my Mother-in-law to supervise! The reports were, everything was tolerable and Callie was a great learner. She could even remember some of the moves to show me at home. At the half way point I got a chance to go, and I made sure I had off for the final performance. Callie also wanted Grandma to be there, so we both got to enjoy the show! Note to self: Gotta get the video from Grandma.