To the Beach and Back

What to do with your Christmas Cards??

I love getting Christmas Cards/Letters, it truly is one of my favorite parts of Christmas, reconnecting with family and friends. Well, I didn't like having this stack of cards I didn't know what to do with at the end of the season. I got this idea from one of Ali Edward's books and I just love it. I did it last year and I did it again this year. I just took my square punch and took bits and peices from cards, letters, and pictures. I make sure I get parts of everyone from each photo, I try to punch out handwriting and signatures from the letters, and I punch my favorite parts of some cards. I don't get everything from each person's correspondence, but I end up with pieces of each documented for years to come.

Ready To Eat!!

Karter was wanting some of Steve's food the other night. Poor boy, you will just have to wait!! We are finally starting him on solids, but all he has had thus far is rice cereal!! It has taken me awhile to get started. We are on peas this week and hopefully he will have his first taste tonight. We will see how it goes. (Steve's eating quiche, if you were wondering.)

A Cowboy Snowman.

Grandpa Huish helped my little boy make his cowboy snowman. He had been talking about making this snowman for most of the winter and finally found someone who would go out and help him build it.

Captain Moroni

So, ofcourse, my son loves Captain Moroni. And what boy wouldn't?? All the swords, armor, fighting, etc. So, tonight Jakob asked me to tell him the story about Captain Moroni, the one where they take the wig off the guy. Is that how a five year hold interprets getting scalped? I just have to laugh at the things that come out of his mouth sometimes.

It Hurts To Be Beautiful

Isabelle has had a hard time with me fixing her hair. These times we spend together working on her hair are filled with her pulling away and crying out in pain. NOT FUN!! I remember my mom sitting me up in the buster seat on the bathroom counter and fixing my hair. I didn't like it any better then Isabelle does. My mom always told me that it hurts to be beautiful, not much comfort for a toddler, but there is wisdom in that phrase. Well, I told Isabelle yesterday that it hurts to be beautiful. She repeated it back to me, "It hurts to be Bee-Belle." Well, I guess that's true too.

Opening Presents In Utah

We left for Utah a couple days after Christmas. It took us a couple days to get there, I-84 was closed at Pendleton, but we made finally made it there Sunday night. When we got there Jakob immediately asked for his presents. (What a well mannered child, we love presents, what more can I say, I teach him well!!) We sat and opened presents with Grammy and Grampy. I was so glad we waited to open our gifts when we were together.