Monday, December 29, 2014

Sewing Tuesday

While she may be terrible at soccer she most definitely isn't at sewing. Over the summer we sewed every Tuesday and to say she loved it is an understatement. She sewed: a purse, blanket, a paper garland for her room, and two skirts. She and I even made our own pattern for the maxi skirt. She is such a girl. The kind who plays outside in dirt and mud always in a dress or skirt; my favorite kind.

Sunday, December 28, 2014

In June we didn't wear much clothing

Dear Lily,

I love you--you are the best.

In other news, Lily sucks at soccer.

This is how she spent her soccer season (*season was cut short due to parents unwillingness to give up sleeping in to watch child stand on a field and cry).
It should be recorded that Owen was a referee for the league and he did not stand on the field and cry.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Weekend in Sedona

Sedona is like no other place, two hours from Phoenix too! Last weekend Chad and I went up leaving the kids in grandma's care we knew they'd have just about as much fun as we would. We did a ropes course that is not for the faint of heart. Picture the tallest tree you can, now put a platform around it and there you go. It was pretty sweet. It was fun most of the course, only at one point was I like 'whoa--I'm uncomfortable!' So I clamped my clips on and zip-lined down and carried on with the course. One of the obstacles was a skateboard, suspended between two trees and you had to balance as you skated between them--pretty fun.

Chad and I both love to hike and be outside, we did West fork trail, Chicken little trail and Hi-line trail. The colors were just starting to change so that made it even better. Of course we ate at the Wildflower as Sedona has squat in the way of good food. Good times!

Pat pat pat

Need some reassurance? Because that is something that is totally up this dudes ally. Picture this, you see baby standing on the ground--he sees you. He throws (literally he does this) his hands open wide majestically, cocks his head to the side and runs at you with open arms. Once he reaches you he gives you the hug of a boy who is just giving it all away. It's great. Couldn't be better, but wait--you give him a casual pat. He in turns pats you over and over again. This happens forty eight times per day. It's seriously the best.

Monday, September 29, 2014

A gem of a moment

Right?! I mean coloring and coloring in the nude is just tops. Working on him coloring on paper and leaving the walls along. Half the time he finds a writing implement he can manage the impulse; the other half it's like: color color color color color color color, all I do is color color color and I am an artist and this house is my canvas!