Three Happy Years

I wish I had words for all that is in my heart! Thinking of my Husband fills me with profound gratitude and holy ambition. It is a privilege to live with him, to learn with him and to love him.

Thank you, my Beloved, for the time that is past and the time that is ahead.

With all my heart, your Wife.

Re-fashion: Sweater 4, Pleats and Bows

And now, the Last One.



The pleats took a bit of figuring, but were well worth the effort!

This is the only one I wasn't tempted to keep. It was two sizes too small! ;-)

STREP THROAT :-(

On the other hand, here is some good news:

He noticed.

He remembered.

He brought me daffodils!

And on top of that, he still does dishes!

If there have been too many sappy posts of late, please remember that I am in love and forgive me. ;-)

Re-fashion: Monday's Sweater on Tuesday!

I'd love to say that this is late because of our Valentines festivities. Unfortunately it's because I have something between a glorified cold and a mild flu. My Beloved is taking good care of me and Alaina is feeding me hot yogurt, chicken water soup, and chocolate chip juice from her kitchen.

This bright happy sweater is now in the possession of my bright, happy sister!

It wasn't the design I had originally planned on for her, but I couldn't convince her to let me keep it and make her another one. I am glad you liked it though, Birdie!

Time to get out the vote!

Yep. Six months is a good time to tackle the question "Who does this baby look like?". Do you have an opinion? You're welcome to leave it in the comment section. Now, the big question! Does Stephen look more like . . .

. . . Daddy (the baby) or . . .

Mommy?

Take a look and let me know what you think.

Just for added fun, here is Big Sister at about the same age.

Happy comparing!

Re-fashion: Sweater 2, Corsage in Neutrals

Happy sweater Monday to you all!

This was a fun one! I made the folded rose (there are directions online) and leaves from scraps I already had on hand. I tried serging the edge of the flower fabric, but it was too distracting. So I simply cut out a strip and put fray check on the edges.

In case you're wondering (like my Mom was) where I get time to work on stuff like this with two tiny ones, I'll tell you. First of all, this is what I do for fun. I don't watch TV, I don't text, I'm not on facebook, and sometimes I just don't feel like reading. Also, I work in tiny steps. Ten minutes here, twenty minutes there and the occasional, glorious half hour. I might cut something out while my hubby checks his e-mail after the kids are in bed, or stitch a seam while the cleaning chemicals are working on my toilet. ;-) In the Christmas rush, I've even been known to rip out a seam (yes, I make mistakes) while nursing the baby. And while they may look like it to non-sewers, none of these projects actually take long.

Iced In

Yep. Like the rest of the midwest we've had our share of snow and ice this week. Since we didn't loose power, we had what felt like a two day holiday together!

Kyle kept us happily fed with 3 delicious meals! I love the yummy eats and the cooking break this gives me.

He also assembled our new bookshelf. This enabled/inspired me to unpack five boxes worth of books and other stuff - yippie!

Everything is encased in ice, with a dusting of snow on top.

Our view is breathtaking - I'm not good enough with a camera to do it justice!

I can't resist bragging on my hubby a bit! Not only does he take time on top of his full work day to take care of the trash & pick up whatever I need from the store - those are little kindnesses he does year round. Since the storm he has also faithfully taken out and brought me my mail and run things to and from the garage so that I won't have to go out in the ice! Being married to a man who practices servant leadership is a wonderful thing.

Here's another fun thing for us. On Sunday Kyle assembled the easel his sister gave us. We're enjoying it tremendously!

Just look at that. In one year she's gone from just signing "milk" to drawing smiley faces! How does this happen?

Six Month Stephen