change is in the air.

and i'm not so sure I like it.

At best it is making me uncomfortable.
At worst it is breaking my heart.

We are moving. Moving. Us? Us moving? The same us, who love this city, and this house, and the same us who prayed forever to have friends and then finally got them. And we are leaving now. And it's just for a year, but still.

The holidays are here and we are actually taking holidays. Only now we are selling a house too. And finding a new place to live in a new city. And saying goodbye. And it all seems too much.

And now I am crying again...

dear david,

i will be there.

sincerely,
sarah

feet

these are among my favorites.

made: smock and bloomers

this little number is heading to sweet little elise, just in time for christmas. 

the smock is from this book (with minor modifications, namely a snap instead of ties to close) and the little bloomers are from an old simplicity pattern or something. easily made without a pattern though. The smock is sized for a new little wrinkly bundle, but the bloomers are a smidge larger to accommodate a cloth-clad bottom.

little baby things are definitely the most fun to make.

christmas!

oh dear, this old blog seems to have gotten away from me again.


things have been hectic. company and christmas prep. time off with husband and lots of work. soccer and preschool. a two year old.


anyway. christmas is in the air, even if snow isn't, and we are getting ready! boxes of decorations are waiting to be unpacked and new things are being sewn, folded, and dreamt up. i love christmas.


spread sheets for gifts and projects that will become gifts are being made and filled and changed everyday.


inspiration photos are cluttering up the computer desktop. (there are way too many options for especially appealing christmas trees)


lists of christmas baking are forming in my head and I am chomping at the bit to pull out sufjan's christmas album (even though #3 may never have been retired from last christmas).


truth be told, I could easily get caught up in all the unimportant bits, and forget about the REALLY important ones. so this year I hope to focus on the celebration more than the details. to take part in the party instead of hosting the party. 


it's my struggle year-round. being mary and not martha (this one and this one). i am never very good at letting go, but this year with two sets of fresh little eyes to see Christmas through, I hope I can.

6

In the last six years we've:

• we've had long hair and short hair
• lived in 7 different apartments and houses
• gained and lost more weight than I care to think about
• had two (two!) babies
• bought and sold our first house
• had a lot of... discussions
• paid off all of our debt, and then accumulated a little bit more
• quit work (for me) and settled into new jobs (for him)
• learned about sickness and sadly death too
• laughed a lot
• cried abit

but most importantly:

I've enjoyed every bit of it.

let the wild rumpus start