Thursday, June 21, 2007

{ Little Unforgettables }


Warning: I have a feeling this about to be one heck of a long post. And even though I am not trying to make up for lost time, I think I had better apologize in advance.

First of all : What I haven't blogged about in recent days:

-David graduating from Volunteer Fire Academy

-Our 4th Anniversary

-David's Birthday

-My Grandpa Bill leaving us for heaven

-Several trips to ID to be with family

and those were just a few of the *big* events

So skipping over all that simply because it's too overwhelming to try and go back and recount it all. We have had a beautiful and at times difficult last month and a half. Annabelle is now 16 Months and it just hit me the other day that she has become more toddler than baby. I suppose if I wasn't loving this age so much, I would probably be a little bittersweet to see her sweet baby-ness come to an end, but so far I am not, because the older she gets the more fun we have. I'd like to make it my goal, including the terrible twos, teenage years and all, to keep it that way. Just trying to focus on living each and every day to the fullest. And enjoying and making the most of each stage of life since you only get to be whatever age you are, once right?
She changes so quickly and is picking up on so much. I've just got to jot some of my favorite little things about her right now down that I know I'll forget if I don't.

She's been walking around almost exculsively in bare feet, and on tippy-toes. Which brings me added delight because of the little nick-name we gave her before she was born, Twinkletoes. And it's a good thing that it fits her so perfectly now too, since I still call her that.

She has turned into a little bookworm. "Booh", she calls them And she'll either sit and read happily to herself, preferring her book to be upside down of course. Or will sit in our laps and listen to story after story, as long as it doesn't take to long to get from one page to the next. And I am so pleased because up until recently she hasn't had the time or patience for books. Now she can't seem get enough of them.

Mama seems to be her new favorite word... Over and over she says it. And she says it like she is asking a question. "Mama?" And yes, it melts my heart every single time.

She has taken to what I have started to refer to as "MUUAH-ing" things. I'll hear her sweet voice coming from her car seat or stroller, as she leans forward and puckers up her rosy little lips with a , " mama...muah!" Or on coming across the picture of a baby in a book, she'll lean over to kiss it and out comes this great big "muuah!" Also there's the stuffed animal she carries around, stopping frequently to "muuah" it. She even wanted to "muuah" a little earthworm that we found, while digging around in the flower border the other day.

You may not have heard this before but noses, like the buttons on your telephone, are for beeping. She says " meep " and considers it a fine social grace to go around the room, until everyone's nose has been well "meeped."

Her mommy likes pull her around the yard in her little red radio flyer wagon, watering a little here weeding a little there, or picking flowers and her Daddy likes to give her rides in the wheel-barrow or up high on his shoulders...she loves it, holds on tight and shouts, "wheee!"

Using her chubby little finger point out even the tiniest little bug ( to which she makes this funny little " gggaah" sound in the back of her throat ), or the smallest speck of an airplane in the sky. Unlike her Mommy, this girl, does not miss a thing, ever. We can be in the middle of something and she'll notice if a dog barks, 4 houses down.

It thrills her like nothing else to be chased. I know the game is on when she looks at me over her shoulder at with a rather wild little gleam in her eye and then takes off like the dickens. So I chase her around the yard. I chase her around the house. Always rewarded by a highly contagious string of squeals and giggles.

It cracks me up how all of a sudden when we are out she'll pipe up with a "bye-bye" and then waves, deciding it's time to head for home.
Here is a sampling her latest very funny and growing vocabulary. I'm not sure why and it's awfully cute, but she says a lot of things twice.
peas-peas for please
dog-dog
pat-pat
num-nums
broom-broom (car)
moo-moo (cow)
neigh-neigh (horse)
duck-duck
tick-tock-tick-tock (clock)
Jesus
Bible
kitty (beow)
truck
cheese
thank you (tane-choo)
bubbles
bath
flower
hot-dog
pretty
eye
nose
ear
oww ( for owwie)
jammies
okay (o-tay)
yeah
and bleh which must come from when I say to her " no, no that's icky "BLEH!"

She has been into eating all sorts of summer fruit and so far has had and likes fresh, which I am so happy for cause we all know how picky they can be:

Watermelon
Strawberries
Cherries
Blueberries
and Raspberries
{ which she tasted for the first time and was literally scarffing down as many as she could fit in her mouth, as fast as she possibly could just last night at dinner }

And I can hardly wait for our blackberries to ripen up... I can just see her out there on tippy-toes, stuffing in berries, then grinning all pleased and purpley-mouthed.

So Annabelle Mommy just wants you to know you make everyday of our life brighter, more precious, extra sweet, super funny, and such a joy! I don't know how it is possible to love you any more than I do at this exact moment but somehow every day as you grow a little bit bigger you also becomes a little bit dearer to your daddy and I.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Ah-ha! So this is where you've been hiding?








Precisely.
























































Tuesday, May 08, 2007

A Golden Evening...











Tuesday, May 01, 2007

May Day

It was suppose to rain today. But phooey. As if we would let a few gray clouds get in the way of our flower hunting on this golden little day. I have celebrated May Day, almost religiously ever since I was a small girl. And today was no exception. The gathering, the anticipation, playing the part of the clever little fairy, secretly depositing our "pocket full of posies', onto the door-knobs of dear ones.



So this then dear friend, is for you:


Happy May Day!

A Basket of flowers from Daddy:





Friday, April 27, 2007

{polka dots, stripes and florals}


Fabric is a huge source of inspiration for me. Partly because it satifies my constant craving for color. Partly because it means I get to be in the company of polka dots, gingham, ric rac, stripes and florals, all things I am crazy about.





I got to thinking how those very things relate could relate to Home Decor? Could I possibly use my favortie sewing notions to inspire the details and accents in my home? Well, here is a little of what I found. And I am really and truly inspired.



This collage of pretty things is from the English/Vintage/Cottage queen, Cath Kidston :


Monday, April 23, 2007

productivity and a favorite pair of jammies...

Now that Babykins is tucked all nice and snug into bed for the night, in the cutets pair of jammies you have ever seen, I am ready to create.


I'm feeling ambitious tonight, planning to stay up late to cut and paste. So that soon I will have new items to add to my Esty shop. I've got all manner of pretty paperie scraps and goodies out on the kitchen table, just waiting to be turned into some small work of art.
I am working on Mothers Day Cards right now,
and feeling quite productive indeed.



Thursday, April 19, 2007

14 Months Today


...and she's officially walking.

My Dad sent me an email this afternoon that read:
" There she goes. Life will never be the same. But that's ok.
Love, Pops

Some of Her Favorite Things
Right Now:

Playing peek-a-boo. Which consists of her yelling out "boooh" when she hides her face only to very quickly peek back at us with a huge grin, often accompanied by squeals. She is so very proud of herself for being so tricky! And we of course laugh and laugh because we can't help ourselves.

The other big thing that she's into right now is the bellybutton game. You should really play it sometime! The object is to lift your shirt ( or even your "team-mates" shirt if you'd rather) or look down your( or your "team-mates") shirt. Once you've finally spotted the sought after b.b. (which we have shortened it to "bee-boo") , burst out into a giggle of glee and then proceed to tickle yourself or your "team-mate" with gusto.
You repeat this pattern over and over until you get distracted by something like, the cat for instance.

Words She is saying:

Hi there! (hii-der)
mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom
happy ( my favorite word that she says)
num-num
baaa
moo
tweet
boo (booh)
thank you ( we tell her,
" say please' so she says " tane-choo")
walk-walk
side (outside)
pretty ( my other favorite word that she says...
usually either in response to someone's earrings or a flower
we've stopped to smell)
one ( if you ask her " how old is baby")
that (dat) as she says it as a question and points at everything,
wanting to know what "that" is...


So aside from the occasional poop in the bath-tub,
refusal to nap or eat her peas,
emptying of the contents of
every bottom drawer in our house,
and throwing the kind of fit that is accompanied
by throwing oneself down on the floor,
much wailing and kicking of the feet...
being her mommy is pure bliss.

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Snapshots from our little spring photo shoot...




























On this Easter Sunday....




" Blue skies with white clouds on summer days.
A myriad of stars on clear moonlit nights.
Tulips and roses and violets and dandelions and daisies.
Bluebirds and laughter and sunshine and Easter.
See how He loves us! "



Alice Chapin

Monday, March 19, 2007

afternoon at the park...



The Swing


by Robert Louis Stevenson


How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue?

Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!

Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide,

Rivers and trees and cattle and allOver the countryside --


Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown --

Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down!




Friday, March 16, 2007

A truly perfect day.




Back and front doors have been flung wide open. The sky is for-get-me not blue. We have brought the outdoors in and the indoors out by and turning our porch into a extra room. I have blocked off the stairs to ensure the safety of babykins and set up a studio of sorts for myself, complete with vintage tablecloth set on a small patio table, a chair snatch from the dining room table, a stack of fresh spring scrapbook papers, and plenty of toys to keep the baby happy as we come and go at our leisure.




At this moment Annabelle is excitedly watching her Daddy mow the lawn for the first time this spring, peeking through the space in the proch railing as I sit here admiring the patches of daffodils framing the big tree outside our bedroom window. My mom reminded me this morning that it's time to plant larkspur seeds so I think I will go dig out my seed box and do some planting, while Annabelle plays in the grass and make the most of what's left of this perfect spring day?




As someone once said "Real life is the the best fairytale of all."