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Charlotte turned 4 over the weekend! (I know it’s a few days late, but we have all been a little sick around here. Blech.)
We are all very excited about 4. Remember when birthdays took so long to come, and the next age up held so many promises?
Here’s sweet Charlotte as a fresh new baby. What a beautiful baby…a dark-skinned, blue-eyed beauty. We were so happy to have another baby! Lots of (well-meaning) people warned us that having a second baby would be really difficult…but we thought life was very easy for all of us with two sweet girls.


Our little Blueberry…Happy Birthday, Charlotte Rose. I remember you were such a snuggly baby, very thoughtful and quiet. You were always very friendly, but didn’t mind playing by yourself when Mommy asked you to.

You were Ivy’s best friend from the very beginning, and we were so happy to have another baby girl. Just 19 months apart, you two were attached at the hip from the beginning. We thought you really became fast friends when you were 4 months old and we moved you into a room with Ivy.

Wonderful and Delicious you were!


You are full of imagination, you love to count things, look at books, snuggle (still!) quietly with anyone who will sit with you, and you love to play with your brother. You love your Daddy and you remind us all the time of Aunt Abby.

You’re growing so fast…picking out your own clothes in the morning, learning to read, and learning to serve and love God and others.

We love you Charlotte Rosebud! Happy Birthday, beautiful girl. You’re a wonderful part of our family!

It snowed! But you can’t tell now that we had any at all. But there was snow for a few minutes, I promise. We saw it out the window.

The girls felt like getting all cozy, so they wrapped up in their snuggly blankets (made by mama) and we threw open the windows and listened to the silent snow.

Pretty girls.


We planted trees in our yard! So lovely. They are bare-branched now, but come spring they will be full of leafy wonderfulness.

(Thank you, John and Steve, for helping us!)

So, it’s really cold here. Whew. Like don’t-want-to-go-outside cold. Must be global warming. We are all glad that winter is short here.

There’s been some crazy sewing going on around here, to get ready for Christmas.


I thought, too, since I was so busy getting Christmas gift sewing done, I’d go ahead and make a pair of pajamas for each of the girls. Pictures soon on those. I am almost experiencing sewing burnout, but it has been really fun to make all these things. Everything is turning out really well, which is so satisfying after working hard on it. After the holidays, I am thinking I’ll try my hand at making some article of clothing for myself. We’ll see about that…I’ve tried it before, with less-than-satisfactory results. Live and learn, but sometimes keep trying?
Asher got a haircut. He was getting really shaggy, so something needed to be done. Scott tried the buzz-cut method, and I haven’t decided yet if we’ll do it again. SuperCuts is looking pretty promising, but we’ll see.

He thought getting a haircut was a little funny, and ran commentary most of the time. “Mmm! Haircut! Oh! Tickle tickle! Hmm. Uh-oh Mommy! (seeing a piece of hair fall) Haircut!”
Here’s an after.

What a cutie, huh?

More photos here.
Here is the promised post (mentioned here) and pictures from the side excursion on our trip North. (Yes, North must be capitalized. As must South.) Our family had the wonderful privilege of spending a couple of days with my dear, dear friend Melissa. I met Melissa in college, that first precarious year at Nyack, and we’ve been friends ever since. She met a wonderful man after college, and he whisked her away to Germany where they now live, taking care of their precious baby Liam.

Isn’t he enchanting?

Asher was happy to have another boy around, although I imagine he’ll be a LOT happier when we next see them and Liam is a little older. I asked Asher to go sit with Liam and tell him about motorcycles.

“Cycle. Cycle man. Motorcycles. Vroom vroom. Cycle.” And Asher got up and went on his way.
Here’s the house where we stayed on our little vacation. There was nothing little about the house, for sure. It was a treat to stay in such a fancy place; that doesn’t happen to us very often!

We saw snow (!), found a secret pond and skipped river stones,

saw a rainbow,

got warm in front of the massive fireplace,

and explored the beautiful property (once a Christmas tree farm), finding a secret and bountiful apple tree along the way that supplied the dessert for that night.


Perfectly delightful. We miss the Muhes.
Here is some link excitement. Clickety click.
::Amy (one of my favorite blogs) writes a short post about what’s really going on in my day. Pretty good and to the point.
::We can’t wait to see this. Anyone want to bid on watching the children while we go out? I heart Pixar, and this one looks like fun.
::I love this. Ideas are forming, which is just my cup of tea. We are planning on putting the girls in a “big girl room” after the holidays, and I am collecting ideas.
::Anyone heard of Blik? A friend mentioned it to me, and I am resisting the temptation to browse their website for the rest of the day while the children run rampant. Would this not be so fun for Asher’s room?
Happy Birthday, Asher!

Two years certainly has gone very quickly. Everyone warned me it would, but we never understand until it happens to us.

You are a wonderful delight to our family, Asher. We didn’t know what we’d be getting when we had a boy, but everything has turned out more perfect than we could have imagined with you.

We love your funny jokes, big hugs, slobbery-quiet kisses, snuggling moods…

and you love “dumptunks”, tractors, loaders, bulldozers, big rigs, and Mommy.


You have the most amazing brown eyes, the longest eyelashes we’ve ever seen, and a slightly rounded belly that makes you giggle when it’s poked.

You’re our “little man” and we love you so much. Can’t wait to see what 2 brings.


A yellow rose on a rainy day.
Thank you all so much for your sympathy, and most of all for your prayers. Losing a baby is something that breaks your heart indeed.
Tomorrow marks one week, and it feels a little like we are moving towards normal again.
