Tuesday, February 15, 2011

First Words

Sarah started talking today. She rode through the grocery store, trying to figure out how to open a bag of Goldfish crackers and saying, "Eat, eat, eat, eat..." After dinner (and Goldfish) she heard me talking with Sam about cookie dough ice cream. She perked right up and said "Cookie?". When exactly will Mom and Dad come onto the list?

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Katie-Bug Quilt


Those of you who know about this quilt... Thank you for your patience. I know you have been waiting a long time to see it. I wish you could have seen it in person.



This is the original drawing I made.











Here is Sarah giving me the "you know I'm not going to listen to you so why do you keep telling me to get off" look.












The whole quilt was tied with embroidery floss that matched the color of the piece it was on. It is hard to see it in the picture, but the white flower is trimmed with a purple ribbon around the edge, like in the drawing.













Jennifer sent this picture to me. The quilt ended up big enough that all three girls can share it...while sleeping in their own beds.






I sure miss working on it. I miss the connection I felt with Katie while I was getting it ready for her family.





... I have this strange urge to go paint my toe nails red with black polka dots.

















Friday, January 21, 2011

Halloween

OK, I know I am slow..Here it is January and I am finally posting Halloween pictures, but at least I am geting around to it.
Sarah had been wearing this basket around the house for days. I thought it would be great for her to go as a "basket case". She didn't cooperate, of course. It stayed on just long enough to snap this picture. She saw all the kids running around the parking lot at the church and knew that was just what she wanted to be doing too, not sitting around for pictures.


This was the back-up costume. My pretty ballerina.




This is her hollering that I am torturing her. "What is this horrible thing you are making me wear?"













Caleb as the "Grim Reaper". Every picture I took of him he managed to pull that hood part way over his face. It made him more "sinister".




There is no sinister in Sam. Here is our great warrior, our knight in shining armor! Oh, yeah, and he's got a cool sword.
(Check out that chain mail shirt that I painted a few years ago for another Halloween. The awesome crest on the helmet is new this year, though. I chopped up a hand broom from the dollar store and spend the night with the hot glue gun.)




This dapper English chap is none other than our Jacob. Don't let that grin fool you though. He is really an under-cover spy, complete with shoe phone and poison dart cane. (Remember, you didn't hear it from me.)






Here is the whole crew. Caleb brough one of his friends from the neighborhood. He was very thrilled with the idea of a trunk-or-treat (he had never heard of one before) on Saturday when his mom was going to let him go out again on Sunday. He did have to sit through our primary singing all 13 Article of Faith songs as payment. (Way to be a missionary, Caleb!)
Sarah managed to grt rid of most of her accessories, but still wasn't happy about not having full reign of the parking lot.