Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Those Pesky Pixies

I finally caught the little blighters. I had just the home for them ready and waiting. I think it worked out quite well. Can't you see the mischief in their eyes!?


I saw this over at the Shabby Nest and knew I would have to do this. She uses babies and they are super cute. I thought this would be perfect for this hope-full romantic who loves to entertain ideas of enchanted forests twinkling at night from the lights of small flying beings. Something of a mid-Summer's night's dream...Aahhh...So wonderful to me! I'm also making some for family. My Mommy and Nanny are gonna love it! Just too cute.

T-Bird helped me design the home. We have moss, rocks, a mushroom, an egg, and a pop of color flower. The boys chose their paper wings. Prof X has sheet music since he loves all music and songs. Hoot's is a toile country pattern. Perfect for the country boy he is. T chose a bold damask which suits him since he has very defined ideas and beliefs.

And this should show you how passionate I was about this craft. I DISLIKE cutting. NID---not into details, and cutting is the worst of details! But it was well worth it. I'm so happee! :-D


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Monday, March 23, 2009

To Uproot or Stay Planted

You really have to be careful what you have an emotional breakdown about because your husband just might fix it for you. Usually, my husband allows me to deal with struggles in my life and from my past on my own. Often I would find myself angry at him for not 'saving' me as a knight in shining armor saves his princess. However, my husband has never viewed me as a princess. He sees me as a queen quite capable of ruling and enduring life's trials on her own. He's said to me before that he can't fix my challenges, but that working with the Lord would lead me in the right direction. He's such a great, wise guy. (no sarcasm implied)

And my need to be a princess (everyone say I'm a princess that's why with me) is met by my family. My Mom and brother--not Phil, he's the baby of the family so he doesn't give much me, me, me room--and my grandparents all treat me like I'm so fantastic. When my Nanny and Papa were in while my brother was in the hospital, my Papa opened my door when I got in the truck, drove me to my truck, made sure I locked my doors, made sure I left the parking lot in one piece and told my Mom "I wish she'd let me drive her home. I'd like to drive that little girl home." I'm a princess to my family, but to my husband, I am his other half, manager of our home, keeper of kids. I'm capable. I'm his Queen. I'll accept his faith and respect!!

Anyway, I'm really striving for balance. One area of my life that is imbalanced is the whole extended family area. We see Brett's family often, but we hardly see my family. It's been four years since I've seen my family on my mom's side. I rarely go to see my Nanny and Papa. My kids don't know where I come from. You don't either. Did you know that I'm a country girl at heart? A chic country girl. So, missing certain elements of me and them left me a little teary and sad. That went on for two weeks while I had a couple of other events going on and lack of sleep. But I'm tired of being teary. I received a call from a lady in our SmallTown who offered to be my go to girl in life's crisis moments. She's a transplant as well and knew that part of my issues stemmed from not having connections in town. She's agreed to call me when storms blow through and people are without electricity just to make sure we're still standing and such. Go to girl, right. And I'm thanking the Lord for her, her wisdom and friendship.

That leaves the issue of my kids not knowing where I come from or the family. And then a light bulb went off. I've decided to work on Project: Pieces of Me. I'm going to video every family member I have and have them answer specific questions, tell their favorite stories from childhood and the family that are no longer with us and make one stinkin' awesome video that I can share with all of our family. This will help with closure for me and making sure that memories survive. Once again, striving for balance. I'll not tell my whole sad story, but so much has been lost already. I feel like this would be a healing thing for me. Balance.

Okay, so you know I was kinda wanting to move 'home.' Well, I sorted through this and was feeling better about looking at our roots here in SmallTown. Are they rooted enough to stay? Are they shallow enough to leave? Big questions. My husband gets up two Sundays ago and says, Della, how far is Russellville from your family. Um, what? Me, about an hour and a half, if that. Him, So, about half-way between my childhood home and yours. What do you think about moving there. That way you'd see your family more often. Did I mention that my husband never helps me through my teary episodes in life, let alone move us because of it! I thought this was just a kind conversation he shared with me in order to show that he does care about my feminine heart and expected nothing more. BUT my dear husband has already called his boss to look into transferring, called his family, talked to other people. Apparently, this was not just a bit of kind words he gave me, but an intentional thought. He's serious!

Breathe, you see I had already 'fixed' my issues and determined myself to be rooted in SmallTown. Now what? Well, prayer of course.

And this brings me to this weekend. I had arranged for Brett's best friend, Justin and his wife, Heather to meet us in Rville for Brett's B-day surprise. Ironic, eh? I have to admit, part of me becomes alive when we hit that topographical location. You know, river valley, awesome big truck driving, hand waving, friendly land. And did you know that their trees are already green??!! Their Big Trees! They do have a Christian home school association! There's a long list of pro's. However, I have a loooonnnnggg list of cons as well. We wouldn't move until the end of this year or the Spring of 2010. Brett is quite serious. Part of me has already decided that I could go back 'home' and visit every week! Plus, it's quite the fisherman's dream. And thirty minutes in each direction is a different landscape. Mountains, rivers, swamps, flats...

Anywho, that's where we are right now. In prayer. Praying for God to show us the right door and close the others. I'm at peace right now. Additionally, I've decided to give all I have to this SmallTown whether or not we leave. I plan to pour out all I have to friends and even picking up some extra. I'm committed to home schooling using all the resources that we have in this area and from these people right now. I'm not guarding myself for 'just in case.' Balance, remember. Not guarding against hurt or sorrow, not being ridiculously buoyant! Not too little or too much. Just right. Balance. I can do this.

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Sunday, March 22, 2009

A Little Something for YOU!

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me.This offer does have some restrictions and limitations so please read carefully:
- What I create will be just for *you*
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make. ;-) But I hope you will.
- It'll be done this year (2009).
- You have no clue what it's going to be.
It will be something made in the real world and not something over the internet. The anticipation will be part of the fun....

Here's the fine print: In return, all you need to do is post this text into a note of your own and make 5 things for 5 others. If that means sending out a mass email, and the first 5 people that respond get a gift, so be it. This is a "pay-it-forward" type-thing, obviously. :-D

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Friday, March 20, 2009

Little Ball of Fury

Our boy...As wild and reckless as thunder over the land...That quote comes from one of Hoot's favorite movies. Spirit, Stallion of the Cimmaron. All the movies and books he loves have to deal with stong boys and over coming. A good thing, but man oh man, this kid is wide open all the time. He enjoys being the one against many! I love him and his tenacity. He's going to be an incredible man one day! He's already an amazing little boy! video

And forgive the straggling laundry pieces. It was laundry day which means Hoot threw himself a party...or rather clothing. Am I the only one that has that challenge? The boys help, but Hoot comes in after a while and just starts tossing clothes. Ugh. Under the sofa, on the sofa, behind the chest, on the chest...I do everything twice. Sigh.

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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

This and That

For St Patrick's Day the Little's and I made Leprechaun Traps. One was made to look like a rock wall with a rainbow on top of the "mountain." While the other was a top hat, what leprechaun could resist a good hat?! We attached a ladder, added sprigs of green and jewels to lure him in. I got this idea, just like most of my crafts, from Family Fun magazine. It's the only magazine I subscribe to. If you are a mother who is looking for ordinary, yet somehow amazing crafts to do with your kids because you are not crafty or imaginative enough to come up with your own, this is the magazine for you. Those of you who already have "it" down, have no need for the help. Leave it to those of us who are impaired. Really, Family Fun is the bestest!!!!



Shaunee O'Shannon Shalalee, we caught one, but he was a feisty fellow. He left a note in each trap. T-Bird commented on how "snappy" he was. Apparently, leprechauns or little people don't like to be trapped. Who knew?

We also enjoyed a bit of green play date.Above: The kids relaxing after some good fun. T knows how to relax. Look at him kick back.



We are so thankful for this blossoming friendship of boys. What's a constant prayer of mine? Good "boy" friends for my kiddos. My boys now have two families of boys that we are able to play and learn with. So encouraging!
And we finally have an official school room/craft area. It's a work in progress, but I already love it! Once again, thank you Suzanne for the desk. :-D
Look at this hair...It's stinkin' awesome. He woke up with that awesom 'do and it's lasted all day. Seriously Great!!!


I am a super blessed Momma. All of my kids do school work, and I don't have to fight and try to busy the littles. I am oh so thankful for this, and they are so cute when they work, aren't they??

And then another Family Fun inspiration, I made this rainbow cake. Isn't it great?! I had already planned to make this cake for my little men, but it turned out even better when our friends the Sun-Kissed Savages came over. Speaking of "boy" friends. We've not been around these guys in such a long time.











What a great week we're having! I feel like a "good" mom too since I've upped my craftiness. I'm really striving for balance right now. It's looking good. ;-)




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Monday, March 16, 2009

Crafts and a Birthday

So, my brilliant, amazing husband turned 30 this weekend. I, being the wonderful wife that I am, planned lots of little surprises for him. Thoughts of greatness have been swirling around in my head for weeks....Until my hubby got sick-- a gift from his littles--and one of my surprises had to reschedule. Ugh. Not to despair, we post-poned his birthday feast until the next day when his tummy could handle it, and I rescheduled his other surprise. My perfectionist self did very well with the upheaval. Yea me! Personal growth.


In order to fill my down time, I decided to get to my Spring is springing crafts. I saw a wonderful wreath at Target for $40!!! For a seasonal wreath?!? I just knew I could makes something similar for way less. I would just have to decide to do it. I wanted something slightly earthy, with hints of green and a crisp fresh white. With that, I got started.

I used a grapevine wreath form, some faux filler flowers, faux lilies, a bird nest, a few eggs (To represent new life) and a hot glue gun. I'm not big on fake flowers, but I think they look classy in this case and not Grandma-ish. I love my Spring wreath! It makes me super happy! Oh, and I made it for less than $7!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's a $33 savings!


My house has such warm lighting that you can't tell that it really is such a crisp, happy looking wreath. And then I got caught up in it and added these items.

Oh, and I got to use my new craft/classroom area. Thank you Suzanne!!! We finally got the desk moved in. That's right it's no longer part of the patio welcome area. :)
The next day was determined to be Daddy's Day of Feasts. T-Bird planned the menu. He poured through my cookbooks to pick out just the right items. We settled on steak, Parmesan mashed potatoes, home made cheesy mac'n cheese, super salad, rolls, Daddy's favorite lemon cake and double chocolate brownies. What man wouldn't feel loved with a meal like that. Way to go T!
My Momma gave Brett the gift of T-Bones! Look at those suckers. My griddle could hold only 3! They were huge! Notice that he only has steak on his plate. Doesn't want to use up any tummy space on stinkin' veggies and carbs. This is his goofy, Oh my dear, I ate too much look. Love it. Love him! I think he was satisfied. I cooked up some mean steaks! That's the way to this man's heart, good cookin'. I got him!

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Monday, March 9, 2009

The Good Report

1. T-Bird and I had the chance to see the Razorback Ladies Gymnastics compete against the Georgia Bulldogs Ladies. And let me tell ya, the Bulldogs have some sass and pizazz! Yes, yes our gals are great, but performance and entertainment wise, the Bulldogs brought it!! It was really cool!!






2. My Nanny and Papa and my Dad came up when my brother had emergency surgery. I was so glad they did. My brother needed to know he was loved! I'm so thankful for their presence during some intense times. Nanny and Papa got to come visit the kids (since the kids couldn't go to the hospital) They came over while I drove my Mommy around doing errands. My Hoot, who will not wear his leash for me, got his backpack leash, put it on, took it to my Papa and said, "Let's go bye bye." He was ready to go home with them--not just go home--but he was going to be good. That's what the leash wearing meant! Well, at least he gets the idea... 3. We had a fantastic field trip to the local Fire Dept. with Mothering Matters!! Much needed!












This kid sat still for so long! I was so pleased!!


4. And then I was volunteered by my dear, dear friend Dana to demonstrate a slide down the fire pole. Dana couldn't do it because there was a baby strapped onto her. Maria had to hold one of her girl's hand which left me. Might I add, I'm extremely afraid of heights. But guess what...I did it!!!!


Me questioning over and over how am I supposed to get on the pole. I can do anything if I just get passed the first step...which is why I'll never sky dive. Sigh...


Me making the fire man come back up the pole because I would be alone!!

And there I go!
This may seem so small to some, but it was HUGE for me. And I impressed my boys!

5. We had a play date with a circus of a family (finally) and afterward we hung out and played chase (forever!). My kids were so smiley this day.















6. We also went on a walk, like always. We were blessed to see this--He was so close!












7. T said goodbye to his favorite climbing tree. Carnage from the ice storm...






So he settled for his second favorite tree.




8. Tristan has discovered a reading nook. I love it!
9. The Lord is raising up the right people to be a part of my life. Some mountains are really moving for me. God is so good. I feel lighter than I have in such a long time. Burdens being cast away!!
10. I measured myself yesterday. I've lost 3 inches in my hips, 3/4 of an inch in my waist, and 1/4 of an inch around my chest. I am ecstatic! Now, if I could loose that blub in between my hips and waist...Brett calls it my type A personality, cortisol overproduction, worry weight...I'm working on it. It has to go eventually. Brett is teaching me to be more care free...We'll see.


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