so happy she remembered her mittens

in honor of our glorious weather...i give you, the birds of spring, 2009

I just found these on my hard drive and wanted to share.

taken February of 2009 in my MIL backyard.

Lily loves her Leapster, and other alliterations

Sick sister sits silently in sunshine.Little legs lolly gag.
Big brother bothers to bend at the bedside.

poky posting of Pesterer's pattern (which reminds me, we still need to add a tail...)Fun filtered fluid for a free day. water, food coloring, and curiosity...a lazy mom's approach to science.

Hang on, that should be a book.

If I weren't so lazy, I would write it.

So long.

this is where a lot of pestering gets you

I don't know where this kick came from, but the other day Alex NEEDED a dragon costume. The situation was dire. So I pulled out my ol' trusty fleece from the Tinkerbell episode...you know the one.

What? I haven't posted Halloween pictures?

Fine, take my word for it, there was an episode. And good thing, too, because I'm not sure what I would have done if I didn't have some on hand the other day. And if I might add, fleece might be a little on the toasty side for our desert climate, but darn it if it's not just about the best thing to make costumes out of. Because a few snips with the pinking shears and a couple of seams later, this bad boy was ready for take-off. No hemming required.

And yes, that is thread hanging off the sides needing to be cut. They're still there, if you must know. And the back needs to be trimmed up a touch, but that's no big deal with fleece. And it's fortunate that this lovely green color so happily transcends the gender line. Because I have a lot. It was on sale.

yesterday my sisters learned to knit

It was a very happy day...

Lily looking on

The sky on the way to my mom's for dinner

I can't even tell you how happy this makes me. I don't know why. I think I'm just excited to have girls I can sit around and knit with. I mean, the TV is OK, but I'm looking forward to some actual girl interaction while I knit. I'm not sure Sarah and Katie are aware of these plans. For all they know I just showed up and shoved needles in their hands. But there are plans sisters.

Isaac getting big...and dimply.

Also I turned 32. Yay me!

This is my traditional birthday cake. Somewhere between ages 6-12, after asking for it every year, it became a tradition. Jake makes it for me now...awwwe.

because one never knows what danger lurks...

diary of a failure

So I've failed miserably with my 365 photo experience...in month 2. I had such great intentions, but a combination of running out of free space on flickr in the middle of the month, and then skipping three days of photo-taking because I had influenza and was trying not to die has brought me squarely into the realization that it's not going to happen this year. And actually, I'm OK with it. What's a few missed days, anyway? I'll just keep taking pictures and posting them here anyway. Whenever I get to it, of course.

Because that's how I roll.

OK, so lately I've been inspired by this and this and this. Street photography. Love it. But it's hard enough for me to bring my camera with me everywhere I go (I like to blend in), much less ask people if I can take their picture. But oh how I love it when other people do! It just really speaks to me. I could stare at strangers' faces for hours.
Weird, I know.
So I thought I'd start with the first thing...bring the camera. I don't live where it's particularly urban, so I have to think outside the box a little...

So I give you...Our Trip to Wal Mart.

She is in mourning in this next picture. I made her choose between Captain Crunch cereal and a bag of marshmallows. It was difficult.

I almost deleted it because it's out of focus, but decided in the end that I actually love it. Check out that lower lip action.

The marshmallows won out, which is good because I know she eats marshmallows. She's never actually eaten Captain Crunch, and if it came home and sat rejected on the shelf, I'd feel obliged to eat it, and then it would be a Cocoa Crispies scenario all over again.

8 bottles of diabetes. Sorry, nothing against Pepsi. It's just that when the soda isle leads right into the pharmacy, the shot kind of sets itself up.

Checkout isle fodder.

Then we picked up the boy.

School's out, baby!

Tomorrow is his 100th day. Weird.

If nothing else, I have been inspired to take my camera more places. It is so much more my style, so I vow to do more of it in the future. AND, hopefully, I will be able to work up the courage to start taking pictures of other people.

So faretheewell 365...hello bemyselfanddowhateverIwantto.

Yes, that's a real thing.