Grandma Ruth passed away yesterday. She went peacefully and without suffering. We're heartbroken for ourselves but thrilled for her. We love her and are so thankful for the time we had to spend with her.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Grandma
Grandma Ruth passed away yesterday. She went peacefully and without suffering. We're heartbroken for ourselves but thrilled for her. We love her and are so thankful for the time we had to spend with her.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
The Baptism
On Sunday we had Jacob baptized at St. Andrew's Presbyterian. We just love the pastor and congregation there and feel so at home. We began attending church there when we still lived on base. Since we've moved it takes us almost an hour to drive there every Sunday but it's definitely worth it. We were so thankful to have all of our family in town to share the day with us.
You all know that Jacob can't do much unless his tongue is sticking out. I guess the associate pastor must have been feeling it. Take a look at his mouth! :)
Here's a video that my step-mom shot. I love the end when everyone sings "Jesus Loves Me" to Jake.
The Party
We had a great time with family and friends this weekend at the kid's circus birthday party. I truly feel so blessed to be surrounded by so many wonderful and loving people. Happy Birthday Lauren and Jacob!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Come One, Come All!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Why I love my husband
Reason # 825,364: He puts up with and indulges my hair-brained schemes.
Case-in-point: The Big Top
When it comes to planning parties, I'm more of the idea man. I envision and Doug creates. Much to my dear husband's dismay, I have a tendency to not think about the logistics or aftermath. In my head, it's just a nail here and there, a little dab of paint and voila! you have a finished product.
For example: The Dinner Party (I envisioned lights dripping from the ceiling....think "Stars Fell on Alabama")
Doug had to configure and adhere 100's of lights and then remove them, patch the ceiling, and paint it.
For example: The Pirate Party (Every pirate party needs a plank, right?)
For example: The Mermaid Party (A centerpiece with live goldfish swimming around inside it, just sets the mood, doesn't it??) After we brought the goldfish home, I went out for a little photo session and left Doug home with the girls. He went to feed the dog and came back to find each girl walking around with a goldfish in their hands. When they saw him, they scurried over and replaced the fish ASAP. He asked them what they thought I would say and they told him they thought I would be very angry. They then decided they would run away to avoid disciplinary measures and went outside. They were both little and Doug didn't think they could get out of the backyard. A few seconds later when he realized that it seemed very, very quiet out back, he peeked out and noticed the gate to the front yard was open. He ran out to the front just in time to see them rounding the corner at the end of the street. He took off after them and caught Anna at the next corner. She went boneless and wouldn't run so he had to carry her as he ran after Lauren. Lauren hid behind a car and he finally had to ask someone if they'd seen her. This was before the party. After the party, we had to hike to a river and release the fish. Like I said, I don't think about the aftermath.
For example: The Cowgirl Party (A western party just can't be authentic without bales of hay, am I right??)
Per my request Doug hauled in something like 6-7 bales of hay and a couple of bags of sand (for panning for gold, of course) into our living room. Needless to say, we were vacuuming up hay and sand for weeks. This time I got to dispose of a few bales myself and donated them to the stables on base.
For example: The Big Top (You definitely cannot, no way whatsoever, have a circus party without a big top, am I right?) As you may know, we've been working like crazy to try and get this house to a semi-finished state. We had the entire interior painted and the thought of putting holes in the ceiling and walls....well, it hurts. Leave it to my wonderful, dreamy husband though (after only a little complaining, well maybe more than a little) to come up with a hula hoop and 8 strips of 25-foot fabric to make my little old dream come true. Aren't I a lucky girl?
Case-in-point: The Big Top
When it comes to planning parties, I'm more of the idea man. I envision and Doug creates. Much to my dear husband's dismay, I have a tendency to not think about the logistics or aftermath. In my head, it's just a nail here and there, a little dab of paint and voila! you have a finished product.
For example: The Dinner Party (I envisioned lights dripping from the ceiling....think "Stars Fell on Alabama")
Doug had to configure and adhere 100's of lights and then remove them, patch the ceiling, and paint it.
For example: The Pirate Party (Every pirate party needs a plank, right?)
For example: The Mermaid Party (A centerpiece with live goldfish swimming around inside it, just sets the mood, doesn't it??) After we brought the goldfish home, I went out for a little photo session and left Doug home with the girls. He went to feed the dog and came back to find each girl walking around with a goldfish in their hands. When they saw him, they scurried over and replaced the fish ASAP. He asked them what they thought I would say and they told him they thought I would be very angry. They then decided they would run away to avoid disciplinary measures and went outside. They were both little and Doug didn't think they could get out of the backyard. A few seconds later when he realized that it seemed very, very quiet out back, he peeked out and noticed the gate to the front yard was open. He ran out to the front just in time to see them rounding the corner at the end of the street. He took off after them and caught Anna at the next corner. She went boneless and wouldn't run so he had to carry her as he ran after Lauren. Lauren hid behind a car and he finally had to ask someone if they'd seen her. This was before the party. After the party, we had to hike to a river and release the fish. Like I said, I don't think about the aftermath.
For example: The Cowgirl Party (A western party just can't be authentic without bales of hay, am I right??)
Per my request Doug hauled in something like 6-7 bales of hay and a couple of bags of sand (for panning for gold, of course) into our living room. Needless to say, we were vacuuming up hay and sand for weeks. This time I got to dispose of a few bales myself and donated them to the stables on base.
For example: The Big Top (You definitely cannot, no way whatsoever, have a circus party without a big top, am I right?) As you may know, we've been working like crazy to try and get this house to a semi-finished state. We had the entire interior painted and the thought of putting holes in the ceiling and walls....well, it hurts. Leave it to my wonderful, dreamy husband though (after only a little complaining, well maybe more than a little) to come up with a hula hoop and 8 strips of 25-foot fabric to make my little old dream come true. Aren't I a lucky girl?
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Isn't it amazing?
Isn't it amazing how quickly your day can go from this
to this?
Anna got her first tardy slip ever yesterday. We couldn't seem to get out the door because everyone was busy hula-hooping, playing video games, debating outfits, and "forgetting" to get their teeth brushed. I'm also frustrated that he weather is refusing to cooperate for my circus picture. This is CA, where's the sun? I can't seem to get anything done for the upcoming party and baptism (9 days and counting). To top things off, Grandma keeps tipping over. She fell today for the third time in about 5 days. Doug's been around for the first two and managed to get her back onto her feet. Today she bent over to get her slippers and just kept going. Thankfully, thankfully she wasn't hurt but Tyler and I didn't think we were going to be able to get her up again. We finally called Doug and he gave us exact instructions on how best to lift her. Tyler lifted her according to the directions received and made it look easy. Unfortunately, he leaves tomorrow....what do I do the next time?? Maybe we'll all just have a floor day together...picnics, movies under a blanket, or perhaps a little twister until Doug comes home and can get Grandma back moving. In other melancholy news, we're all extremely sad to see Ty go. Anna sang him a little "Tyler don't go home" song this evening. She told him that he lives with us now and needs to stay here. I agree wholeheartedly. We're going to miss you, Ty...
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
The sky is falling
A few months ago while reading the "SouleMama" blog, I remember thinking "Who is this woman???!" How in the world can she be raising a brood of children, homeschooling, knitting hats and socks, and oh, by the way she just knocks out a skirt for her daughter before dinner.
Although I come from a long line of amazing seamstresses, I apparently did not inherit the sewing gene. I always jump into a project thinking, "Hey, this is easy. I can do this." I then spend 2 hours trying to figure out how to stitch on one stupid little pocket. I call my mother on the other side of the country and ask her to explain patterns. After a detailed explanation, she asks if I understand. My standard response is "No". A seamstress, I am not....
After a frustrating and fruitless search for a red skirt for a circus picture I want to take of the kids, I decided I would just buy some fabric and try my hand at making what I wanted. I decided to use the pattern that "SouleMama" used as it "seemed" easy and is a free offering from Oliver + S. Oh my goodness, I ended up making two skirts! That's right....2, dos, deux, zwei, shtayim. The sky must be falling. It was so easy, in fact, I'm even going to let the girls have a go at making their own as well (with a little help from Mommy, of course). As I have many, many failed projects sitting in my sewing closet, it was a real confidence booster. Granted, they may not be the most beautiful or well-stitched skirts on the planet but they're wearable and the girls seem to like them! They actually do look much cuter on the girls than on the hangers. In the pictures it looks like the black trim is puckering the fabric but it's really not that way in real life. Hopefully, I'll get a picture of the girls in the skirts today sometime!
Although I come from a long line of amazing seamstresses, I apparently did not inherit the sewing gene. I always jump into a project thinking, "Hey, this is easy. I can do this." I then spend 2 hours trying to figure out how to stitch on one stupid little pocket. I call my mother on the other side of the country and ask her to explain patterns. After a detailed explanation, she asks if I understand. My standard response is "No". A seamstress, I am not....
After a frustrating and fruitless search for a red skirt for a circus picture I want to take of the kids, I decided I would just buy some fabric and try my hand at making what I wanted. I decided to use the pattern that "SouleMama" used as it "seemed" easy and is a free offering from Oliver + S. Oh my goodness, I ended up making two skirts! That's right....2, dos, deux, zwei, shtayim. The sky must be falling. It was so easy, in fact, I'm even going to let the girls have a go at making their own as well (with a little help from Mommy, of course). As I have many, many failed projects sitting in my sewing closet, it was a real confidence booster. Granted, they may not be the most beautiful or well-stitched skirts on the planet but they're wearable and the girls seem to like them! They actually do look much cuter on the girls than on the hangers. In the pictures it looks like the black trim is puckering the fabric but it's really not that way in real life. Hopefully, I'll get a picture of the girls in the skirts today sometime!
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