Brief Update!

I'm still here - just busy! I'll update soon with pics I promise! Here's a brief recap:
1. Christmas happened!
2. Lucy is in doggy heaven, but we have Molly now!
3. I graduated!
4. I'm teaching art!
5. We bought a house!
6. Jack is NOT a baby!
7. Owen is a terrible liar!
8. Nick is a stay-at-home dad two days a week!
9. My dad wrote a book! And we're in it!
I'll give all the details later, but for now I'm going to go finish reading New Moon!

I know I'm using way too many exclamation points, but I feel like a twelve year old girl seeing her camp friends again after a whole year of school! So much to say!

I've been tagged, too!

I've been tagged by Leah to do the following:

1. Choose the 4th picture folder on my computer

2. Choose the 4th picture

3. Explain the picture

4. Tag 4 people to do the same.


My pictures are organized so that I have one folder called "Cat's pics" that contains zero folders. So instead of taking these instructions literally (which would result in some youth group picture totally unrelated to me), I've chosen the fourth picture in my folder.

This was taken in December I think. Nick said, "Hey, take a picture of Jack on my shoulders!" What stands out to me the most is Jack's booties. They are leather, fur-lined boots that were passed down from Owen. Jack-Jack was such a baby then! He still had his pacie! Owen got rid of that for him though; when Sophie was born, Owen gave his own pacie to her and then took Jack's out of his mouth and put it in Sophie's bed in the hospital. I think each boy requested the pacie twice after that but were fine when we reminded them that they had given them to Sophie.

Sweet babies. Here is a picture of what Owen looked like last December.

I tag:

1. Vanessa

2. My dad

I'd tag two more, but I think the other two people who actually read this have already been tagged! More rule-breaking for me!

One Week Too Late..

Happy Halloween!


The boys had a great Halloween. Owen was Superman - after a traumatic few minutes as a Swamp Monster - and Jack was a spider. The day after Halloween, we went to the youth group's party at the Keiths' house. It was perfect! We had hotdogs and cookies, then we went on a hayride, and when we got back to the bonfire we had hot cocoa!


But that wasn't our first Halloween party of the season! We went to Nick's parents' house on Tuesday for the college group's party. Some of the costumes were a little scary, so Owen confined himself to the house for most of the party. The best part of that party? S'mores!!!!

One last thing before I go - you need to meet Lucy! Here she is with her proud owner Nick and his BFF Caleb standing with arms akimbo (which I take to be a position of approval).

Sew Not a Blonde

I'm a busy girl lately, what with student teaching and all (are those of you who see me every day sick of hearing that yet?). I've made a few new things recently, but alas, I forgot to take pictures before giving or selling them. I do have a few new orders for backpacks and baby quilts, so that is super exciting. I just have to find the time to fill the orders now...
Since I don't have anything brand new to show you, I thought I'd show you all some pillowcases I embroidered this summer. I was going to have one of the sleepy girls have brown hair, one have auburn hair, and one have blond hair, but do you know how hard it is to find the perfect blond thread? It is impossible! My sister used to ask me all these questions about her hair. "Is it too yellow? It is too orange? Is it brassy?" (What does that mean anyway?) I never understood until I tried to pick out "blond" thread. Apparently there is no such thing. So we have an auburn haired sleepy girl and two brunette sleepy girls.



One funny student teaching story before I bid you adieu: When I lost my voice last week due to a cold, one of my 6th grade boys said, "If you are so sick, why are you here?" Before I could write a reply on the board, the boy next to him said (so seriously), "Because she NEEDS the MONEY!"

Prayers for Mema

My sweet Mema (of the previous post) is in the hospital. She passed out while cooking etouffee Wednesday night. The doctors are running all sorts of tests but have not determined why this happened - the usual suspects (low blood pressure, anemia, etc.) don't seem to be guilty.
This is no granny - when my stepdad suggested that she had overexerted herself in the yard, she said, "Well, Mark, I only hauled three loads to the road." She was serious, too - that was nothing for her.
Please keep her in your prayers.

Baby Tat

This is what happens when your kid's great-grandmother is a former tattoo artist. Owen's right foot said "Mema," and his left foot said "My Boy." He also came home with a heart on each arm.

And now for random cuteness from Jack and Owen.

Thank you, Vanessa!

It's perfect!