Meet Webby Spinderweb, Garrick named it the other day. A St. Andrew's Cross spider that lives in our window well. I am both fascinated and freaked out by this guy and can't bring myself to kill it. It isn't poisonous so I guess it stays.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Say Hello to my little Friend
Meet Webby Spinderweb, Garrick named it the other day. A St. Andrew's Cross spider that lives in our window well. I am both fascinated and freaked out by this guy and can't bring myself to kill it. It isn't poisonous so I guess it stays.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Well. . .
I hosted my baby sister's baby shower yesterday and as people talked I realized that I really don't remember things as well as I should. I feel bad, I don't remember Marley's first word or when she got her first tooth. I guess I should write those kinds of things down, huh? Speaking of which, in the midst of prep for this party Marley was excited about the party and asked if Aunt Chann's "baby was going to come out and blow out candles." To Marley every party is a birthday party.
Since I have no other way to say it, this is what we've been up to.
This beaut was $12 on KSL, it took me forever to sand (it was disgusting), I then primed it, 3 coats later it was ready for paint. Three paint coats later it was way too white, so I did a glazing technique on it. I think it is perfect and with the exception of what to put above it, the corner of the hall makes me smile and I often find myself staring at it (kind of like people do when they walk past glass or mirrors and they try to look like they aren't looking at themselves but they really are.)
This pic makes me laugh because little Marley is 3 and Grady is 9 months and they are almost the same size. But we spend a lot of time in our jammies, I don't know how Mom's find time to shower and get ready and have 3 kids. Anyway I haven't figured it out yet and if you see me in a hat 2-3 times a week you know why.
Isn't that a sweet face. Besides the fact that the little man still won't eat solids at any regular juncture, he is so cute and sweet. He was 8 months old in this pic, what a chunk. He's a roller and can't get enough of me, the kid is glued to my hip 70% of the day, which seems sweet sometimes but most of the time my arm and hip just hurt. But who could honestly resist that cute kid.
This was the big day. Garrick's first day of Kindergarten. He loves it and even asked Mrs. Graham on the first day if she was the best teacher ever, because someone at church told him she was. Like a normal kid he loves recess and show and tell. My favorite thing Garrick has done lately which has nothing to do with school was. . . We were at IKEA and waiting in line for free kids meals and we had already shopped and he was tired. He asked why we were standing there. I told him "We are all in line waiting to eat." (something like that) I looked around for a minute and looked back at him and he was crying. I asked what was wrong. "I don't want to eat LIMES they don't taste good." The mother in me hugged him and explained that we were in a line. The lover of Junie B. Jones in me Laughed so hard.
What are you up to?
Since I have no other way to say it, this is what we've been up to.
This beaut was $12 on KSL, it took me forever to sand (it was disgusting), I then primed it, 3 coats later it was ready for paint. Three paint coats later it was way too white, so I did a glazing technique on it. I think it is perfect and with the exception of what to put above it, the corner of the hall makes me smile and I often find myself staring at it (kind of like people do when they walk past glass or mirrors and they try to look like they aren't looking at themselves but they really are.)
This pic makes me laugh because little Marley is 3 and Grady is 9 months and they are almost the same size. But we spend a lot of time in our jammies, I don't know how Mom's find time to shower and get ready and have 3 kids. Anyway I haven't figured it out yet and if you see me in a hat 2-3 times a week you know why.
Isn't that a sweet face. Besides the fact that the little man still won't eat solids at any regular juncture, he is so cute and sweet. He was 8 months old in this pic, what a chunk. He's a roller and can't get enough of me, the kid is glued to my hip 70% of the day, which seems sweet sometimes but most of the time my arm and hip just hurt. But who could honestly resist that cute kid.
This was the big day. Garrick's first day of Kindergarten. He loves it and even asked Mrs. Graham on the first day if she was the best teacher ever, because someone at church told him she was. Like a normal kid he loves recess and show and tell. My favorite thing Garrick has done lately which has nothing to do with school was. . . We were at IKEA and waiting in line for free kids meals and we had already shopped and he was tired. He asked why we were standing there. I told him "We are all in line waiting to eat." (something like that) I looked around for a minute and looked back at him and he was crying. I asked what was wrong. "I don't want to eat LIMES they don't taste good." The mother in me hugged him and explained that we were in a line. The lover of Junie B. Jones in me Laughed so hard.
What are you up to?
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