Freaking Out - In a Good Way

Did you guys play store when you were kids?  We sure did.  I remember pulling boxes and canned goods out of the kitchen cabinet and laying everything out in the living room.  And, of course, there was the essential cash register - you know, the Fisher Price one with red, blue, and yellow coins.  You could put the coins in the slots, and then they'd either fall out the little change chute, or end up in the drawer that would open with that satisfying "ding!"  And the shopping cart - that indestructible yellow cart - what was that material?  Plastic of some sort?  I swear, when He comes back to make all things new...even HE might have problems destroying those carts.

"Zap" - and the mountains melt away....the clouds roll back to display His throne...but those carts... they just might stick around for the new earth ;-)

Anyway - I'm playing store today.  My little money box, the little jar with a ribbon and pens, baskets of notecards, my portfolio, the price list.

The art show is tomorrow!  I'm running on adrenaline here, and buzzing from the first espresso I've had for weeks.  Bustling, hustling, embossing cards, organizing...and having an absolute BALL :-)

If you're from the Boise, Idaho area...stop by the Art Fair tomorrow! (please, pretty please, with sugar on top)  It's at the Red Letter Bookstore and Cafe from noon - 9PM, on the corner of Cole and Franklin.

By the way - I'm seeing lots of traffic lately because people are looking for a homemade salsa recipe - TRY THIS ONE.  It's yummy, and good for you, and it will make you skinny and smart and wealthy.  Just kidding.  But it is yummy.

Have I mentioned how much I love iced mochas?  

Soooo Sleeeepyyyy

A little giggle for the grandparents on a tough day...

You know all those Funniest Home Videos that showed the kids falling asleep in odd places?  I always thought, "Sheesh, put that poor child to bed!  What sort of parent is so out of touch with their baby that the poor little one falls asleep on their dinner plate?"

Well, now I guess I know.

Little Buddies

The first year or so after Clara was born was really tough.  Ben was only 13 1/2 months old when Clara was born - still a baby himself.  

But look at them now!  They're the best of friends, always chatting and playing and pretending (and nearly strangling each other several times a day).  I wouldn't change a thing.   I love knowing that when I'm gone on to a better place, that my kids will have each other.