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Ain’t nothin’ quite like a big jar filled with chocolate chip cookies. I took this picture yesterday and they’re half gone today. (It’s our favorite cookie recipe!)
Another treat has been that record player we picked up at the thrift a few weeks ago. After a minor repair (thanks, dad!), borrowing records from friends, and finding more records while thrifting, we’re pretty giddy about our new little player. And the dancing that goes on in this living room. Oh boy. Old bluegrass records seem to be the best for dancing, just in case anyone else felt like gettin’ groovy.
Here are some angels, as promised.
Sweet Charlotte. She loves her kitty shirt. And performing interpretive dances to The Oak Ridge Boys records.
If anyone has any ideas on how to teach children to sew (with a real, full-sized machine) I’d love to hear them. Ivy is ready, for sure. She and I stood in the thrift store today, and had a lengthy, serious, very grown-up conversation on what fabric we should choose for quilt-making. Her best friend is apparently going to “make a quilt”, and Ivy wants to give her some fabric to help. She knew exactly what kind would be good to use, and how much she would need to get. (And yes, it was a pretty great moment.)
Asher is trying to decide if he should be a cowboy or a pirate when he grows up.
He went to a rodeo while he was at Gramma and Grampa’s house, and now he wears his new cowboy hat all the time.
Pirate…cowboy…pirate?…cowboy?… Life can be tough, I know.
“Don’t worry, Mommy. I won’t be a bad pirate. Just a good pirate, who loves God and shoots bad men.”
I was kissing Asher goodnight while he laid in his little bed, planting little kisses on his sweet chubby face and whispering good-night things to him.
“I love you, Asher.”
Asher: “Mmm-kem (okay).”
Me: “You’re my sweet boy.”
Asher: “Mmm-kem.”
Me: “Sleep well and I will see you in the morning.”
Asher: “Mmm-kem.”
Then he waits a moment, and whispers very quietly and very seriously: “Gobble gobble.”
That pretty much describes us right now. It is hot. Smokin’. Whew. August is the hardest month here, because most of the month is hot and dry. But this, too, shall pass and fall will be here soon. I hope.
We were sitting down to dinner a few nights ago, and Ivy suddenly exclaims, “Daddy! I have good news!!! Jesus died for our sins!”
Asher has been talking more and more. I wish I could take a little movie of all the sweet things he says, but impossible since he often doesn’t say what you want him to when prompted. He sure loves motorcycles, though, and will definitely engage in conversation about them anytime you’d like. He calls them “Cycles!!!” and it is a really big deal. We look for them everywhere we go, and he always seems to spot them before the rest of us.
For all the motorcycle tough talk though, he is still such a sweet boy. He sometimes gives spontaneous kisses, especially while snuggling, and comment, “Mmm. Dass nice!”
Charlotte had a big-girl breakfast date with Daddy this morning (Ivy came along, too). Quite the young lady, and turning four in just a few months! We can’t believe it. She’s enjoyed teaching Asher to say new words lately, and he goes right along with it, despite the mispronunciations. (Charlotte still has a hard time saying her y- and s-sounds, but we are practicing.) A few days ago, she turns to Asher and says, “Asher! Say ‘lell’?” Asher says, “Lell?” Charlotte finishes up with “Oh!” and Asher dutifully repeats her. Lellow! Which, of course, means “yellow”.
Even though it is pretty hot outside, our garden has been busy growing and bestowing wonderful gifts upon us. A few nights ago we enjoyed one of our favorite hot-summer-night-don’t-feel-like-cookin’ meals: fresh wheat bread (baked early in the morning), mozzarella (the real kind), basil from the garden, and huge red beautiful tomatoes straight from the back yard. Really good, super easy, and if you drizzle a little olive oil and sprinkle some pepper on top, it’s hard to stop eating!
I know I mentioned a post or two ago that I was making a skirt for myself, and that I would post pictures. I did make a skirt, and it turned out great (I think), and I haven’t forgotten the picture. It’s just so hard to take a picture of yourself! I’ll try to get someone to get a picture soon.
Mom, does this remind you of any pictures of me when I was around this age? Or is it just my imagination?
In other news, there’s been a lot of sewing going on around here. I’ll post some pictures, but most of what’s been in the works are gifts for others, and I haven’t had a chance to get to the PO yet. This quilt was many weeks in the making, but I am happy to announce that it’s finally done! I went through quite an ordeal trying to get more super-giant rick rack from Joann’s. Argh! I wish there were more (affordable) fabric options in this area.
I love a fresh, clean quilt, clean pillows, and a good nap. Perfect.
Sorry for the slightly dark picture there. Still waiting on my new camera (just kidding, honey!).
These are little backpacks (or pack-packs, as my girls have always called them) for two special children (can’t say who!), and they are all ready to be shipped off in a couple days!
Here’s a work-in-progress that is coming together quite nicely. It’s set to be a Christmas present for this little wee fairy, and I am excited with how it’s turning out.
That’s the last picture I’m showing of it, though (hi Judi!), until it’s done.
Hope everyone’s staying cool and comfortable. Hasn’t it been a fast summer? A good summer, though.
Scott has been helping the children learn the Apostle’s Creed for the past few months. And, yesterday at the store, we were shopping for a baby shower card and there was a crude humor card with a drawing of two bare back-ends. They were, of course, fascinated. Out of all the cards on the shelf to notice, we got excited about this one.
Read on and you’ll see how these two things are related.
Scott (finishing up the apostle’s creed): And the life everlasting!
Charlotte: And the life everlasting!
Scott: Jesus is our life, our forgiveness, and our lord, isn’t he?
Charlotte: One time we saw some cards that had some bottoms on them. (pause) Those were for some people who are not modest, not like us.
Scott: That’s right, love, God wants us to be modest.
Charlotte: Like Adam and Eve.
