Reminiscing

There are a few too many pictures of me looking like this from my childhood:

But at least she is safety minded like daddy too:

Folklife 2012

Playing by the fountain with "Autie Etta".

 Lightly sweetened boy after a day in the sun and crowd.

Family--the kids were overall happier than this picture looks. It was naptime and we had a hard time getting them to look at the camera.

Messy but happy boy eating messy but yummy dinner in a messy but activity-filled house.

O Peter Boy

O Peter boy, your pipes, your pipes, they call me
From room to room and from the garden too.
It's 2am and as I rise, I'm sighing.
It's you, it's you must poo, and I must cry.

You call me back when I am in the other room.
Or when you think I've moved a touch too slow.
'Tis I'll be here in daylight or in darkness.
O Peter boy, O Peter boy, I love you so. 

(to the tune of O Danny Boy)

It's Official!

Thank you, Lord!

And I mean that in the most heartfelt and reverent way possible.

This is our new house. Our first house that is really and truly ours.


And yes, I did borrow this picture from the listing because apparently, of the 2000 pictures we now have of the house, there are no decent ones of the front.

Happy Birthday, Mormor!

A cardinal pin for my grandmother inspired by Sally Mavor's Wee Felt Folk book.

Family Gifts

I finally finished hanging this lovely embroidery that my cousin made for Elanor. The frame came from a local thrift store and when I opened it up it had a mat of just the right color hidden inside. I painted the frame white to fit with the colors in her room. It looks lovely on her wall. Thank you, Desiree!

Isn't This the Truth

Seen at Northgate last weekend.