Speaks to my soul

There are certain things that just speak to my soul. The shoe department at Nordstroms, most things from Banana Republic, freshly vacuumed floors, a sparkling clean car, freshly bathed children, things like that.

Very often I will spend time "designing" (in my head that is) the addition John and I plan to do someday that will give us our own house; basically making the current house into a duplex around 5000sf.

The one thing John and I really want is a dedicated guest room. We really, really want this. But the thought of a whole room being used a few weeks out of the year makes the "space conscious/space efficient" side of me cringe.

So I thought of the perfect solution!

"Hello beautiful shelf" is that what you are saying? No, no, no. Say "Hello beautiful shelf that is hiding a bed but I would never have know that!!!" Look below for a super crappy picture but you will get the idea.

The shelves push sideways to reveal the bed that pulls down. A murphy bed!!!

After spending some time checking out prices & websites I couldn't sleep because I was redesigning every room in our house with a murphy bed.

So space efficient! So amazing! Oh my goodness!

Feel free to come stay with us in about 7 years. There will be plenty of room for you, your family, friends, and neighbors.

Old bald men

Check out my old bald men. :) This is Jackson & Lucas circa 2005. This was Jackson's (family friend) first time at a nighttime playdate/babysitting session. The cool part is they are still really good buddies 4 years later. We like Jackson. He's super smart & a fellow lego fanatic.

A little after-dinner snooze

I've fantasized about doing this exact thing (well almost exact) many a time. I love that she just plopped down next to the table, like it's no big thing. And it isn't at our crazy house. Do you love the sprawled legs & arms? I am LOVING this picture & the girl that's in it.

15 Inch Mac Book Pro

This will all me mine in a few short days. Praise the lord. Praise my thrifty ways & stinginess with my meager allowance. This has been 9 months in the making. So completely stoked about it.

"Print me a picture"

Charlotte (mostly called Char these days) is TOTALLY into coloring. And this is not the simple days of my youth when you colored in a coloring book. Oh no, what the kids are doing these days is going onto GoogleImages.com and finding the excact picture they want and having their parents print, and print some more and then find baby elephants to print, and then baby kitties and print those, and then ask for the image larger, and then crying at my ignorance of how to do that.......wait sorry, maybe that's just at my house.

Like I was saying, what the kids are into these days is GoogleImages.com. It's friggin awesome. Not only is it "free" (minus the expense of ink & paper) she can get exactly what she wants. I just type in "coloring pages of _____" and a thousand and one different ones come up.

It's glorious.

It's wonderful.

It's at the tip of my fingies.

It's instantaneous.

My daughter loves me more.

I love technology.

But I will always remember with love my Strawberry Shortcake coloring book that the had yellowing pages & smelled kinda funny.

I like them good old days too.

Sympathy

I knew it already but got a chance to know it some more....my kids are very sympathetic people.

Backstory: I fractured my right hand.

No, there is no cool story, but let's pretend there was....

Okay so, I was in Honduras doing charity work at a local orphanage when out of the blue an angry mob of poverty stricken rascals came charging toward me. Knowing that it was me and only me standing in the way of the children's survival I took them down, one by one, with my
lone.....right....hand! hahaha.

Truthfully, I yanked two ironcast pots off the stove (staked on top of each other) and miscalculated (by like a trillion) the weight & didn't have time to use my other hand to help out before the damage was done.

Anyway.....I digress. The point of this post was not my stupid injury, but my amazing children. After seeing my bandage Lucas wanted to sport one with me. Even though it only lasted like seven minutes, it was very heartwarming. And Charlotte, oh bless her, has been petting me and asking to stroke my hand for me.

I LOVE my rascals!!


(I know, I know, I shouldn't be typing...but I am so bored right now because I can't do laundry or dishes, or anything cool hardly at all!! *whine, whine, whine*)

Fertile Myrtle

EVERY single egg in this carton was twins! I mean seriously...if it weren't for the fact that these are grass-fed, free-range, organic eggs I would be completely creeped out.

I am NOT kidding. TWELVE eggs in a row all were twins. Sheesh, and they called me fertile myrtle once.

Oh Lord

Allie "Oh lord, please help me it's hot!"

Luke "Sorry mom the Lord won't help you."

Allie "Oh ya? Who will he help?"

Luke "Sorry mom, only me."

lizard puppy

Charlotte pretends to be a different animal each night as she goes to bed. Tonight she was a lizard puppy who licks. It was hysterical.