Christmas projects in varying degrees of doneness.
09 December 2010
07 December 2010
03 December 2010
the birthday girl. on her birthday.
a birthday dress (thanks Grandma and Grandpa). a birthday crown. and a birthday mani (thanks to a really thoughtful brother who picked out the perfect shade of purple polish to gift his sister).
three
Elin,
This year has been a crazy one. You took on so much more responsibility than was fair for your third year. And I am so sorry. You were amazing though. AMAZING. And I am oh so proud of you Miss Ellie!
You are a treat. A complex, confusing, delightful little treat.
Let it be known that contrary to your dad's and my norm, you were no surprise. No, we knew how wonderful you would be and we were determined to bring you home to us. For months we dreamed of you. In those months of waiting my empty arms ached to hold you and my heart withstood more anticipation and disappointment than I thought it could bear.
But then, finally, we got proof that you were alive. You were growing. You were on your way. My belly grew and there was no mistaking that there you were.
And now here you are. Three! Three years old! Where has the time gone? I see the evidence of the passing of time in your stretched out limbs, your (huge!) vocabulary, the length of your hair, your big attitude, the size of your clothes... but I cannot believe that you aren't my baby anymore.
Sometimes I think about your fuzzy, full head of baby hair and your giant diapered bottom and I feel sad that those days are over. But I am ever so grateful to have had them at all. That they were mine to know. I am so humbled by God's goodness when I think you.
Happy Day to you Bubs.
This year has been a crazy one. You took on so much more responsibility than was fair for your third year. And I am so sorry. You were amazing though. AMAZING. And I am oh so proud of you Miss Ellie!
You are a treat. A complex, confusing, delightful little treat.
Let it be known that contrary to your dad's and my norm, you were no surprise. No, we knew how wonderful you would be and we were determined to bring you home to us. For months we dreamed of you. In those months of waiting my empty arms ached to hold you and my heart withstood more anticipation and disappointment than I thought it could bear.
But then, finally, we got proof that you were alive. You were growing. You were on your way. My belly grew and there was no mistaking that there you were.
And now here you are. Three! Three years old! Where has the time gone? I see the evidence of the passing of time in your stretched out limbs, your (huge!) vocabulary, the length of your hair, your big attitude, the size of your clothes... but I cannot believe that you aren't my baby anymore.
Sometimes I think about your fuzzy, full head of baby hair and your giant diapered bottom and I feel sad that those days are over. But I am ever so grateful to have had them at all. That they were mine to know. I am so humbled by God's goodness when I think you.
Happy Day to you Bubs.
01 December 2010
christmas decorating
...it's begun.
To keep things interesting (and cost-effective) I've decided the only new decorations that go up this year need to be crafted out of a single pack of white cardstock or be fashioned from what I already have. Thankfully, I have a good stash of craft supplies, fabric, candles, twinkly lights and the such to supplement with.
I would love to have a house filled to the brim with trees and lights and sparkly baubles.
I would love to have the means to chose new decorations every year.
I would love to never have to reuse last years tired looking (to me) things.
I would LOVE it. But with three kids, rent due, gifts to buy, groceries to get, trips to make and life to live, all on (less than) a pastor's (already meagre) salary, decorations take a back seat.
And rightly so. Here's to the holidays with a little less store bought sparkle and a little more handcrafted warmth. I hope.
To keep things interesting (and cost-effective) I've decided the only new decorations that go up this year need to be crafted out of a single pack of white cardstock or be fashioned from what I already have. Thankfully, I have a good stash of craft supplies, fabric, candles, twinkly lights and the such to supplement with.
I would love to have a house filled to the brim with trees and lights and sparkly baubles.
I would love to have the means to chose new decorations every year.
I would love to never have to reuse last years tired looking (to me) things.
I would LOVE it. But with three kids, rent due, gifts to buy, groceries to get, trips to make and life to live, all on (less than) a pastor's (already meagre) salary, decorations take a back seat.
And rightly so. Here's to the holidays with a little less store bought sparkle and a little more handcrafted warmth. I hope.
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