This is not an April fools gag! I repeat, this is NOT an April fools gag! We all know there is power in positive thought, right?! Skeptical? Well today I will prove it with a little game.
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Tag Archives: love
Sick-Eyes
Six year old sick-eyes (still beautiful)
Yarn Hearts
Simple Valentine Craft
Yarn Hearts
Take a look around your home… Are you feeling the Valentine’s love yet? Is there a serious lack of hearts in sight? What if I told you you just need 30 minutes, some left-over chunky yarn, Elmer’s glue, and plastic wrap to whip your home into shape for Cupid’s arrival (now less than 1 month away)! Continue reading
Valentine Books
Valen(story)tine
Ever since I posted my Heart Garland craft, I can’t get red and pink hearts out of my mind! Valentine’s Day is a whole month away and I am totally preoccupied with it (much more than usual). Today I am making a request list for the library and though I would share my selections. I picked some authors and illustrators I like, descriptions that were interesting, and tried to stay away from series and licensed characters…
New News
2012 Doodle (ball-point pen in notebook, colored in Gimp)
Happy New Year Everyone!!!
This morning I took down last year’s calendar and putting up the new one. I flipped to January and as I was looking at all those empty boxes so full of possibilities it reminded me how I love new things! New things are full of potential, optimism, and perfection. Many things are also nice when worn but that is a topic for an other day.
Motherhood
My Sleeping Baby (poster paint on watercolor paper)
For a few years now it has been a tradition that my sister and I give each other’s kids “coupons” to an indoor activity center for Christmas which gives us something to do during Christmas vacation that is fun for them with lots of physical activity. Yesterday was the day to redeem and this year my sister and I traded off watching the kids while the other ran an errand/got something done. Continue reading
Baby’s Breath
"Baby's Breath" felt-tip pen on marker paper
Last night I lay down with my 3 ½ year old to help him get to sleep. We lay facing each other and talked quietly in the dark for a while about my son’s favorite subject, toys. In order to speed up the process I turned over to disengage with him. He put his arm around my neck like he often does and I listened to his breathing change. I lingered there in the bed a lot longer than was necessary. I could feel his hot breath at my back and it was just one of those moments.
