I put out my adorable scarecrows a few weeks ago. Everyday since I put them out my smallest one would topple over at least once. I was always saying as I looked out my front door, "Oh no! My scarecrow has fallen again." This went on for about two weeks. One afternoon my wonderful "husby" appeared with wood and glue. He made stands for my scarecrows. A few days later he painted them. Isn't he the sweetest?
Moments like these make me realize that sometimes it's just the little things that make a difference. Thank you, honey! I am very blessed to have such a loving and talented "husby"!
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