The Ballard Bunch

Follow my thought process, if you can.

At first I was going to post about wanting to start a backyard vegetable garden. Of the usual variety, of course. Those of you that know me know that I'm good at growing babies, but not to skilled at keeping anything green alive. So, the post was going to be a soliciation {I guess it still can be - help!} for advice of how to start, what to plant - you get my drift.

Then, in my search for a fantastic garden picture to post along with my thoughts on the subject, I came across the most nostalgic garden pictures ever. Only, I don't know where to buy seeds for this variety:

{not Ona, but given their resemblance, I'm sure they're long lost sisters or something}

She had a body of soft goodness, a big plastic head that smelled like heaven and hair as red as it came.

I'll be honest, she wouldn't have been my first choice. I think that in my head I'd pictured something more like myself - darker hair, no freckles, brown eyes. But, given how difficult it was to get one's 6-year-old hands on one of her own, I was happy with anything. And happy we were.

My phase was short-lived, I'm sure. But to this day, when I see one of those cute chubby little dimple faces, I feel happy. I know they have CPK's for kids now, but it's just not the same. Ah, the good ole days.

I've got an idea.

Girls weekend in Atlanta.

I could make us outfits

We could go here

And {if we're feeling wild} maybe get one of these.

p.s. I still need garden help!

I could even pay you in trading cards.

{Although, I never was much of a fan}

Things I plan on making in the near future.