Brush With Fame

So I might have gotten a fun request this week ... I took these photos for a friend of mine. Then I sent her to my new friend Natalie for the invitations. Miss Natalie asked for permission to use the photos as samples. I'm calling that my brush with fame!

Check her out:


http://www.etsy.com/shop/nattysuedesigns1?ref=seller_info


I first "met" Natalie when she did the invitations for Megan's baptism in May. Design was under $20 ... and I printed them at Costco. Hard to beat that price!!

Soulmates

Maybe it is just me ... but every so often you meet someone and you just automatically click. Some of my favorite "soulmates" in life are under the age of five. This little man is no exception. I truly love all of his siblings, but there is something different with this one. Our entire family is pretty much wrapped around his chubby little thumb and he knows it.

We love having him over ... we love his cheesy expressions ... we love how he completely makes himself at home ... we love how quick he is to smile ...

Sometimes the sweetest spirits are housed in the smallest little bodies! :)

The Memorial Service

How do you distract a little girl ... with a craft project, of course!!

Megan made this garden stone a couple of Sundays ago while the girls were gone to a church meeting. She used her thumbprints to make a flower ... stamped in the words, "Oliver, My Pal" and decorated with rocks, pebbles and mosaic tiles. By the time it was dry and we took it outside, she had forgotten all about the funeral.

We have chosen not to remind her .....

Farewell to Oliver

After my flight landed from Atlanta, the phone rang with a frantic set of children on the other end. We had three small visitors at our home. The boys LOVE the guinea pig and wanted to feed him carrots. They all went into Megan's room to get Oliver ... and came out yelling a minute later ... "HE'S NOT MOVING!!!"

The first thought I have is guilt for exposing the little visitors to the death of the pet. I told the kids to close the bedroom door and I was on my way.

Here is the part where I witnessed another shining example of the difference between boys and girls!!

I walked in the door to Megan ...

*He's DEAD!!!

*Did you feed him why we were in Florida?

*I should have never left him here.

*What are we going to do?

*This is the worst day ever!

Ben said, "Can I touch it?" So not a moment to laugh, but how could you not? Boys are so matter of fact!

Megan is pretty set on having a funeral on Sunday. We are going to make a little grave marker, have flowers and all say our favorite things about Oliver. This ought to be interesting ... Rachel can't even listen to her planning the funeral without having to leave the room. Stay tuned ...

Twinkle Toes

ARE YOU KIDDING ME WITH THESE SHOES??!!!

Just because...

• 90% of my closet is black
• I always get the french pedicure
• I rarely wear jewelry
• The world has seen me at Target without makeup
• I do not own a BeDazzler
• I don't like heels
• I use the same purse for months
• I don't own lipstick

I can be HORRIBLY boring! Despite this fact, I do try and encourage individual development in my girls. Lexie LOVES ruffles -- Rach is going through a bandana phase -- Megan has never met a sequin she didn't enjoy.

Then comes along the TWINKLE TOES ... I have never seen a more obnoxious pair of shoes. Really with the sparkles on the toes? How long can those last? They are the ONLY shoes Megan wants for school. Pretty sure she will DIE without them. She tries them on and just giggles.

Do I have to walk next to her when she is wearing them?