After a hard week, it was a great surprise to wake up to Trent. On the Today Show. Because him talking to R2D2 went viral! OMG! There's my little midget on national television.
Trent, you are mommy's brightest light on her best and hardest days. It warms my heart that so many people get to see your smiling face and share in your joy. You have always been our happy guy.
Enough said. I am a proud mommy of that little man.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
He Said, She Said.
And on our 8th anniversary, we proved how well matched we are. Here are the cards we gave each other....
Mine:
To my husband on our anniversary
Our life is filled with simple, ordinary days.
Working hard, doing things around the house,
raising a family.
But somehow, it all works out.
And somehow you know just how to make our
life together fun.
They're just simple, ordinary days that
keep out little world running.
But I can't think of anything that
could make me happier.
His:
A happy marriage is what happens
while two good people are busy
trying to make it through another year of
paying their bills, running their errands,
doing their chores, keeping sight of their dreams, and somehow,
always finding the time to show how much they care.
Our life is pretty busy, and I may not always say everything
that comes into my mind and heart each day.
But what really matters in my world is that we are together, and however busy life may get, I don't forget that...ever.
Rich gave me his first before he left for work and I smiled to myself while folding the laundry after I read it.
After a nice dinner out, I gave him mine. He immediately laughed, looked up and said, ''We picked out almost the same card!''
It's nice to know we are still thinking the same after 10 yrs of knowing, loving and dreaming of the other.
Happy Anniversary hon!
Mine:
To my husband on our anniversary
Our life is filled with simple, ordinary days.
Working hard, doing things around the house,
raising a family.
But somehow, it all works out.
And somehow you know just how to make our
life together fun.
They're just simple, ordinary days that
keep out little world running.
But I can't think of anything that
could make me happier.
His:
A happy marriage is what happens
while two good people are busy
trying to make it through another year of
paying their bills, running their errands,
doing their chores, keeping sight of their dreams, and somehow,
always finding the time to show how much they care.
Our life is pretty busy, and I may not always say everything
that comes into my mind and heart each day.
But what really matters in my world is that we are together, and however busy life may get, I don't forget that...ever.
Rich gave me his first before he left for work and I smiled to myself while folding the laundry after I read it.
After a nice dinner out, I gave him mine. He immediately laughed, looked up and said, ''We picked out almost the same card!''
It's nice to know we are still thinking the same after 10 yrs of knowing, loving and dreaming of the other.
Happy Anniversary hon!
Monday, October 10, 2011
Notes from the Craft Fair
Wow! I think my brain is still rebooting and defragging from two weeks of manic sewing, insomniac nights, and general chaos.
There were moments I hated myself for being 'that' mom. I can't tell you how many movies Nora watched in the afternoon so I could stare at a little needle bobbing up and down.
The prayers I sent up for Trent to sleep just 10 more minutes so I could finish a seam or embroidery stitch.
Copious withdrawals from the 'marriage bank' on weekends so I could get 10 items a day finished with no interruption. Bless, bless my very hands on, kiddo loving, patient, supportive husband.
There was the last minute scramble for babysitting when Rich had a deadline at work come up. Again the thankfulness that we have awesome friends that stepped in to take Nora and Trent.
Nora got to stay with our friend, Tricia. Tricia took Nora shopping, to Moe's Mexican for queso lunch, to feed her horse carrots and brush him, and to a neighbors to play dress up. Tricia, who proclaims to be a neurotic mommy of one handled two kiddos like a pro!
Trent got to hang with our friend Alisha all day. She welcomed the snuggles from our little midget. Her boys are 7 and 9 so no more snuggling from them!
I guess that was all really pre-fair notes. oops....let me get myself back on track here.
Craft fairs are interesting. Good people watching.
All the grey haired ladies wandering around turning the sewn goods over and over and discussing how they are made. Odds are they are seamstress wizards themselves.
The confusing phenomenon of women going nuts over your stuff...screaming CUTE CUTE and then walking away, having purchased nothing. Mixed signals much?!
It's like a room full of addicts with cocaine and heroine sitting on every table. Crafters are right brained and now you've put them all in one room with 1000's of juicy ideas. So. hard. not. to. buy. EVERYTHING!.
The 70+ yr old man trying to peddle wooden Snoopy merchandise like it's THE thing to have this Xmas. With all the wood carving he did, Woody would be so much more appropriate.
How people were flocking to the Pampered Chef, 31, etc. booths. These things are not a craft and admittedly it got under my skin. Nothing against those of you selling those things, because I purchase them It's just the fundamental thought that they did not craft any part of these things, while I spent over 100 hrs making my stuff.
Kids with money can be your best sales. These two little girls ate up the flower hair clips with the $20 their mom gave them. On the opposite side, I had a 12 yr old run off across the fair with a purse to see if grandma would buy it. Hey, hey, you didn't pay for that! Come back!!!!! (Grandma did buy it in the end)
In the end, I made enough money to make it worth it. All I can really ask.
There were moments I hated myself for being 'that' mom. I can't tell you how many movies Nora watched in the afternoon so I could stare at a little needle bobbing up and down.
The prayers I sent up for Trent to sleep just 10 more minutes so I could finish a seam or embroidery stitch.
Copious withdrawals from the 'marriage bank' on weekends so I could get 10 items a day finished with no interruption. Bless, bless my very hands on, kiddo loving, patient, supportive husband.
There was the last minute scramble for babysitting when Rich had a deadline at work come up. Again the thankfulness that we have awesome friends that stepped in to take Nora and Trent.
Nora got to stay with our friend, Tricia. Tricia took Nora shopping, to Moe's Mexican for queso lunch, to feed her horse carrots and brush him, and to a neighbors to play dress up. Tricia, who proclaims to be a neurotic mommy of one handled two kiddos like a pro!
Trent got to hang with our friend Alisha all day. She welcomed the snuggles from our little midget. Her boys are 7 and 9 so no more snuggling from them!
I guess that was all really pre-fair notes. oops....let me get myself back on track here.
Craft fairs are interesting. Good people watching.
All the grey haired ladies wandering around turning the sewn goods over and over and discussing how they are made. Odds are they are seamstress wizards themselves.
The confusing phenomenon of women going nuts over your stuff...screaming CUTE CUTE and then walking away, having purchased nothing. Mixed signals much?!
It's like a room full of addicts with cocaine and heroine sitting on every table. Crafters are right brained and now you've put them all in one room with 1000's of juicy ideas. So. hard. not. to. buy. EVERYTHING!.
The 70+ yr old man trying to peddle wooden Snoopy merchandise like it's THE thing to have this Xmas. With all the wood carving he did, Woody would be so much more appropriate.
How people were flocking to the Pampered Chef, 31, etc. booths. These things are not a craft and admittedly it got under my skin. Nothing against those of you selling those things, because I purchase them It's just the fundamental thought that they did not craft any part of these things, while I spent over 100 hrs making my stuff.
Kids with money can be your best sales. These two little girls ate up the flower hair clips with the $20 their mom gave them. On the opposite side, I had a 12 yr old run off across the fair with a purse to see if grandma would buy it. Hey, hey, you didn't pay for that! Come back!!!!! (Grandma did buy it in the end)
In the end, I made enough money to make it worth it. All I can really ask.
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