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Call me cheesy that I am doing stuff for my own shower, but I always feel guilty having other people work for me. I actually put work into the baby banner cause I plan on keeping it.

I don't have any tape, so use your imagination.

The dishcloth favors so far.

I feel like from far away, this looks good, but do you think I should use a different colored thread so it doesn't show my imperfections as easily? Taft thinks it adds character, but what do you guys think?

Calling for Creativity

Okay sisters, I need your help. As I sit here spending hours writing a letter to a birth parent, I've come to the conclusion that it is time to start a blog. It will be so much easier (I hope) to post updates on the kids in snippets rather than do a huge one every so often and try to remember everything I want to include. So here's where you come in. I'd like suggestions for a good blog name. I'm sure your brains aren't as tired as mine and can come up with something. C'mon. Ideas. Throw 'em at me.

Star Sighting

Lest you think we are super virtuous for having attended church while on vacation, I'll add this story. After church, while driving to Jon's sister's house, we decided we didn't want to get there and make her scrounge up lunch for us. So we stopped keeping the Sabbath day holy at a Brentwood Chipotle for lunch. While we were eating, Lizzie looked at a man ordering and started trying to get his attention. "Grandpa! Grandpa! Hi, Grandpa!" I looked up to see who it was that so closely resembled Dad from behind. Although I "know" him, it turns out we are not related. And no, Lizzie doesn't stay up to watch Law & Order: SVU with me.

Merry Christmas to Me

Anthropologie was having a huge Christmas sale on the kitchenware. It was perfect timing because I had been wanting to make Robyn a plate clock for Christmas (then she could just take it home instead of me having to try to ship it out there). So I found an adorable red clock for her and I just happened to find this adorable tea cup. I've been wanting to make some candles out of vintage tea cups and this was perfect! It turned into a perfect Christmas present to myself.

Homemade Wall Art

I've been drooling over these wall vinyls forever but don't want to pay $40 for them. So I printed an image out and decided to make my own "renter friendly" version out of fabric. Otherwise I'd have to sacrifice it to the next tenants or sweat my body weight trying to peel it off intact.





I had flashbacks to middle school art classes when I enlarged the image manually using the classic proportion grid. Not going to lie people I was pretty proud of the way it turned out.




Here is the semi-finished product (I didn't actually paste the fabric to the wall as I was moving out of that apartment a week later, and I was too impatient to see the effect on the wall so I just pinned it up)!

Saturday is a Special Day...

While in California last week, we decided to spend Sunday visiting Jon's sister and her family. So we looked online and found the closest ward to her house - the Manhattan Beach ward. Church started at 9:00. We left Anaheim on time and found our way there with the GPS. As we were weaving through the neighborhood area by the chapel, we passed a ball field filled with teams and families of some little league sport or another. The boys expressed surprise that there was an event happening on a Sunday. I explained that in a lot of places, Sunday was just like another Saturday for people so they did things all weekend that we are used to only doing on Saturday. A few blocks later we pulled up to the chapel. It was just minutes before 9:00 but the parking lot was empty, the gates closed. We sat there stumped for a minute (cue the chirping crickets), when Tommy broke the silence. "Well, I guess Sunday really is just another Saturday here."