November 26, 2014

Oh Yes, She Did

I am quickly coming to the realization that my daughter is capable of just about anything. She is kind to animals and not keen to start a fire, thank God, but everything else is a distinct possibility.

For Halloween, Mabel wanted to be a zombie. Not just any zombie (and definitely not a prissy Barbie-style zombie), but a bloody, gory zombie. She also wanted a homemade costume, so I obliged. Her costume contained a healthy amount of makeup to make her look, you know, dead - so she was super excited.  Her 1st grade class encouraged costumes that Halloween Friday for their party, however makeup was strictly prohibited. That meant we needed to move to plan B for the party.

I offered to give her some crazy hair and told her she could wear anything wacky that she wanted. The child came upstairs in an outfit I have seen her in before - which basically means Mabel dresses like Punky Brewster at all times. Moving on. I gave her 8 precious looped ponies, which we call "polar bear ears" in our house. She giggled and was super excited to go to school and show them off. I reminded her how to pull them out (super easy, by the way), but asked her NOT TO.  She let me snap a quick picture before she got on the bus.




At some point during her morning, and well before their party, Mabel became keenly aware of those 8 polar bear ears atop her head, and she also became very worried that someone would laugh at her for having them. Embarrassment is a new feeling for Mabel, but certainly what little girls worry about at that age (have you heard, school kids can be MEAN?), so she asked her teacher to take out her ponies. Her teacher refused and told her that she looked darling.

Once she realized Mrs. S wasn't going to help her out, Mabel took matters into her own hands, and grabbed a pair of scissors on her way to the bathroom. Once she had some privacy, she worked at those polar bear ears and got 7 of them out.  The 8th one - the one with the blue rubber band at the front, by her face - it gave her some trouble. So she made a chop.

1/2" from her scalp.

Oh yes, she did.

When I got home that day, I observed my daughter giggling and bouncing (she is always giggling and bouncing) while we got ready to go out trick-or-treating and I noticed that something was a little... off.  Upon closer inspection, I thought my daughter resembled Billy Ray Cyrus. And I realized that she had half-mulletted herself that day.



(next morning photo)

We had no time to spare and there really wasn't much to do anyway - so I gooped up her zombie in the bathroom. I sprayed her hair with black hairspray in spots, added the white and green makeup, and gave her dead eyes, by request. Oh, and the bloody mouth from where she was eating brains. I also teased up her hair - which the neighborhood loved by the way.



She really wasn't too concerned about the loss of TEN INCHES of hair from the front of her head, so I figured I shouldn't be either. Can't make it grow any faster anyway.



Sigh. This child.

November 19, 2014

So Busy

Things are crazy for me right now, yo.  I hardly have time to blog (sorry, Mom).  Work is GREAT. Kids are GREAT. Husband is GREAT. God is our King and always GREAT.

I have millions of ideas to blog, but scrapbooking them out sort of steals some thunder. I'm okay with that for now, though. And painting. Lord, love me some painting. I'll have more on that soon, I hope.

In other news, I found out yesterday that my tattoo artist is moving to Florida to take a HUGE tattoo job. I'm super proud of him (he's a young'n), but he was really hard for my picky ass to find so I am sad as well. Also this means I have a week to meet with him to finish my arm...





November 11, 2014

More pages





One of the scrap projects I've been doing is weekly Project Life. That's a two page layout (usually) per week in 2014.  I haven't been working in particular order, which is why a planner comes in so handy for PL. I plan to go back and (using my blog, Facebook, Instagram, and calendar) reconstruct 2013 as well. It was a big year for us and deserves to be documented.






One of the techniques that I enjoy using is transparency printing. I love the texture it provides to pages.





And paint. Have I mentioned paint? I lovvvvvveee me some paint.





Always and forever paint.


November 7, 2014

They Are Not Tiny

A couple of weekends go, I was hard up to scrap, yo.  I was filled up with love from both husband and children which put me squarely in the please-leave-me-alone-to-create-for-hours mode.  I love that mode. I make a total mess with paint and paper and don't clean my house for hours. It comes rarely! So my husband took off with the kiddos and went to a local state park to play in the leaves so that I could stay home and let the creative beast out of my brain. I stayed in my jammies, drank coffee, and put Grey's Anatomy on.

They went to the same state park that we got married in - which is also the same park we took them to even longer ago, when we created some spectacular photos that still hang in our home.

Bryon is an amazing husband. There are a lot of reasons he is, but he really topped himself that day. Not only did he take the kids out of the house to play for hours - happily... but he also took photos and sent them to me.

My husband artfully recreated several of the images we took years ago, and made me fall in love with our family all over again.






Wow. Our girls are so beautiful. I love how they love each other. Even if sometimes that love is tolerance.





My mini man. He thought it would be hilarious to climb up in that tree. Can't wait to show this one to his future wife.





Did I mention that Bryon packed them a lunch, too? Eat your heart out, ladies. He's the bomb diddly.






They were all so tiny.





Now, not tiny.





This one made me tear up.  What a kind and loving husband I have!

God is amazing.



November 6, 2014

Things I Love Thursday



1. Amen. Preach it!




2. This one may have been posted before. Love this open living room/kitchen area. That chesterfield is beat the heck up and it needs to come home with me right this instant. As well as that kitchen oven hood.




3. Literally looking for a size XS for the Moo.




4. Dream hair. So purdy.




5. Dear Anthro, why do you have to have such cool soaps that look like minerals and then charge a million dollars for them? Le sigh.





6. Since I fell in love with scrapbooking again, I've been loving illustrations I've found on Pinterest, including this by Ashley Percival.





7. I am a J.Crew whore. I can admit it.




8. THIS.  Favorite of favorites.




9. I have been staring at these same repaired, deconstructed jeans for a coon's age.  I need to make some, stat!


All images are Pinned for sources.


November 3, 2014

Spelling Lessons

It is very hard for me to believe that Mabel Rae has reached the point in her life where spelling tests begin. I mean, she's the baby, right? Sigh. I know, I know.

So my baby brought home her first spelling list a couple of weeks ago, along with 'lightning words' to practice.  Immediately, the spelling bee champ in the house (my husband) was activated. I mean, I, too, am a spelling bee champ - but this man won multiple bees as a child so I let him have this honor completely at home. We're nerds, People. Just accept it.

So Daddy got her list and a piece of chalk, and he hit the board for spelling lessons.  They practices and conjugated and wrote sentences together while I cooked dinner. It was pretty sweet.





She ate it up! Each week Mabel practices her list with one of us or her siblings and so far, she's doing great.




She has also recently tossed aside her level 8 reading book and asked for chapter books for Christmas. I think I might have another book worm in the family and I am SOOOO excited about that!

I love how they grow, but wish I could just freeze time some days.