Back by popular demand (read: the insistence and excited anticipation of two littles you just might know), take a gander at hot chocolate station 2013. Much like last year, I expect this to get loads of use between the four of us and the crew of others we always seem to have coming and going.… Read More
Honey’s been busy as a bee building chalkboards, what between the one for the porch and this new edition to John’s room. It hangs behind the door next to the desk area. I mapped out a J using the same process I did for the baby’s W last year. I also fashioned a little “clothes… Read More
After over a year’s worth of preparation and anticipation, John completed the sacrament of First Reconciliation tonight. It was remarkable to stand just outside the heavy wooden of the doors of our beautiful church and quietly observe him return from the vestibule, light a candle and pray for God’s mercy and forgiveness – he seemed… Read More
I was so so so beyond excited when I came home to find this darling turkey hanging on my door. I may or may not have shrieked with delight right there in my driveway. It’s by Glory Haus and just couldn’t be any cuter! I promptly moved him to the front door for the rest… Read More
You just may recall that I “kicked-off” John’s room update waaaay back in September. And then you never heard hide nor hare of it again. Well, it’s just been a rather slow process with little projects squeezed in here and there. This is the original vision … lots of black, blue and fish at the… Read More
I’m making these darling little Turkey Treats for the PCP’s teacher to send home on the last day before Thanksgiving break. He has two classmates with nut allergies and, as far as I could tell, this is something everyone will be able to enjoy! Bugles and Skittles are pint sized symbols of the season’s cornucopia.… Read More
John has been attending an etiquette class after school for the last month or so. I threatened to send him last year but he begged and plead and promised radical things (like to eat with a fork and wipe his mouth on a napkin) so, against my better judgment, I held off and hoped for… Read More