Monday, February 21, 2011

Vintage Girls

I had a lot fo fun with these pictures! They just lent themselves to black-and-white images, especially the ones with the hats. I took a dozen pictures, but posted my top five favorites. Which is your favorite?

Friday, February 18, 2011

That empty space

Today is the anniversary of the day my brother, Steve, went home to be with Jesus. Three years have gone by, and this year seems even harder than the first two. I'm not sure why. I think it may have something to do with the fact that my mom will also be joining him soon. I called my sister-in-law (Steve's wife) and she shared the same thing with me.

All day I've been fighting back the tears, because the girls and I had such a fun day inside while the rain poured, and I didn't want to make the weather even gloomier. But now I am alone in the house while Eric is out with the girls, and the tears are coming down like the rain outside. I miss him so much today. I want to hear him laugh just one more time. I want him to give me that "awkward" sister hug. I want to hear him tell a story. There's this empty space in my heart. It will heal, little by little, but it will never completely go away. And I don't want it to, for I want to be reminded of my big brother whom I thought was invincible.

I love you, Steve!

Saturday, February 12, 2011

The Artful Creation Station

Well, I managed to find something else to organize. I'm sure that doesn't surprise those of you who know me well. But this time I roped the girls into helping me. As the girls have gotten older and become more creative, we've added a lot to their craft supplies. However, as we added a little here and there, we just put in in different places in the house where it would fit. Some supplies were put in the hall closet, some in the homeschool desk, some in my office, some in their room. The other day as I listened to a podcast on my morning walk, I was inspired by what the speaker had to say. It was only one sentence in her speech and it had little to do with her message, but the organization guru inside me heard that one little sentence and the wheels started turning. I got home and--after school--we gathered all the craft/art supplies, found a plastic 3-drawer container in the girls' room that was almost empty, hunted around the house for unused baskets and bins, and put together what Amber named "The Artful Creation Station." Now the girls have all their craft supplies in one location, in the dining room. What I love about this project is that we didn't spend any money on storage containers. We used what we had on hand. We also picked out pictures on the computer and made labels for each drawer, showing what is inside them. This all happened yesterday, and since then the girls have made numerous creations. To top it all off, I now have an empty drawer in my office and more shelf space in the hall fill with my scrapbooking supplies, of course! But I'll save that project for another day. Enjoy the pictures, and be inspired!

Friday, February 4, 2011


I brought some pictures home after my visit to see my parents in Arizona last week. Some of the pictures were of me as an infant. In one of the photos, I am sleeping in my crib with my arm around a Kewpie doll (my scanner is broken so I can't show you the pic). I still have that doll. When Amber saw the picture, she recognized the doll and said, with enthusiasm, "That's your Pukie doll!"

You are absolutely right!

Amber was having what she calls a "sad moment" yesterday. She was feeling very discouraged and I was comforting her when Autumn came up to us and pressed her way onto my lap, vying for my attention. This is the conversation that followed.

Amber: Autumn, would you please stop it, I'm having a sad moment here.
Mommy: Yes, Autumn, please go in the living room.
Amber: Why does she always do that?
Mommy: It's called 'being the little sister.'
Amber: It's not called 'being the little sister,' it's called 'thinking only of yourself.'

Nothing gets past my oldest daughter!