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(A copy of the Christmas Letter I sent out this year–because it’s tradition to keep a copy of it on the blog.) December 12, 2014 Dear Family and Friends,So guess what. You may not be as surprised as I was to find out that stores are no longer carrying Christmas stationary. You know–like the kind […]

I’ve decided something.  Next year for Christmas, (or maybe in February for Brian’s and my anniversary!),  I am going to ask for a nice camera that can take good decorating pictures.  My phone just isn’t cutting it anymore, and I feel totally left out of the decorate-your-house-and-then-take-awesome-pictures-with-your-nice-camera world.  But anyway, my halls are decked.  What

I’ve decided something.  Next year for Christmas, (or maybe in February for Brian’s and my anniversary!),  I am going to ask for a nice camera that can take good decorating pictures.  My phone just isn’t cutting it anymore, and I feel totally left out of the decorate-your-house-and-then-take-awesome-pictures-with-your-nice-camera world.  But anyway, my halls are decked.  What

I’m recording this here for fear of otherwise having it lost forever in the past. Last night Janey got into my our bed to read because Danin’s music was distracting her.  After she fell asleep and I moved her back into her own bed, I noticed  I had accidentally left a few small Christmas gifs on

I’m recording this here for fear of otherwise having it lost forever in the past. Last night Janey got into my our bed to read because Danin’s music was distracting her.  After she fell asleep and I moved her back into her own bed, I noticed  I had accidentally left a few small Christmas gifs on

I’m getting older. I’ve already ranted and raved about how many wrinkles I have, right?  No joke–I really do have more wrinkles than any other girl (my age) I know.  And this can seriously cause me a lot of stress if I think about it too much.  However, not long ago, I realized something.  Even

I’m getting older. I’ve already ranted and raved about how many wrinkles I have, right?  No joke–I really do have more wrinkles than any other girl (my age) I know.  And this can seriously cause me a lot of stress if I think about it too much.  However, not long ago, I realized something.  Even

Yesterday, I happened to glance down at Skip while he had his finger in his nose.  He said to me, “Burger…(booger).”  I laughed and commented, “That’s nasty.”  Then he said to me, “Mom, dare (they’re) not nasty.  You should try one.”  No shame,  I tell ya.  The boy’s got no shame. Just out of curiosity–how

Yesterday, I happened to glance down at Skip while he had his finger in his nose.  He said to me, “Burger…(booger).”  I laughed and commented, “That’s nasty.”  Then he said to me, “Mom, dare (they’re) not nasty.  You should try one.”  No shame,  I tell ya.  The boy’s got no shame. Just out of curiosity–how

Skip said the dinner prayer tonight.  I reminded him to thank Heavenly Father for the food.  He also included, “Thank you for Santa Claus.  I want a shoot gun like Afton’s….”   Afterwards, Camp commented that Skip may be confusing Santa Claus and God.  Yikes. Tomorrow night Brian and I are taking Jane out on