So it's gum balls. Or as my kids know them: glass balls, that are very breakable and that you do not eat. Kate is the one who told me that they were glass. They do in fact feel glass-like. She was so funny when helping me separate them, she smelled the bag that they came in and said, "Mmmmm, this bag smells like candy." Elliott's still napping so it should prove interesting talking him in to NOT touching them, rather just enjoy looking at them.
I wish 15 pounds looked this good on me.
This is the combo I came up with but have since received some very good art direction from Carolyn. Thank you my friend, even though it will mean resorting.
The gum balls' new home - my Grandmother's old hutch that I recently refinished. What do you think Dad?
Well that's me for another afternoon. Stay dry out there. aj
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