food, crochet, merriment
The other day, we had surprise visitors from a faraway land.
Lily-chan sang and danced for us…
and Beckham-lin shared his ancient words of wisdom.
Even Chompy was impressed with their command of the language.
In one bonding moment, our guest let the bald kid try on his cap.
With ambassadors like these, peace and goodwill have a sporting chance…
at least in these parts.
Live long and prosper.
Remember this pretty stuff that we found for $1 last year at JoAnn’s? I’m always amazed at how a silly piece of string can magically transform into something soft and warm…
The green and pink were used to make the baby lambys–yeah, that’s how I spell it–a while back. Remember?
Well, the grey and the gold have worked up nicely…
into toboggan hats for our Lily and Beckham…
and the pink one is for the Chompy–so soft and sweet.
And all from a silly piece of string.
Oh, and happy Groundhog’s day!!
Seriously? Is this where we are?
Could our sweet babies honestly be turning two?
Truly? Madly? Deeply?
It’s hard to believe…
that we’ve had all this sunshine…
for two years straight.
And yet, somehow…
it must be true.
Whether or not I’m ready for it…
the babies are not such babies these days.
The only thing growing faster than these little dew drops…
is our love…
for them.
Something very peculiar is going on these days.
Whenever we hold up the camera, and say, “Smile!” this is what we get.
Or this.
What the…?
Awww…come on.
I think these babies are on to us and our blogging ways.
It’s getting so that…
to get a really great smile from either of them…
somebody’s got to stand on their head!
Ah, well–as long as it isn’t me….
Long, long ago—so long ago, in fact, that the queen of the whole world’s children actually were children—there was discovered a beautiful, magical piece of fabric.
This fabric was a perfect purple, blue and pink paisley, fuzzy, velor.
It was also discovered that the mystical fabric had a perfectly divine purpose and would be just the thing for making three lovely dressing gowns for the queen’s three incredibly cool daughters.
However, there was trouble in the kingdom that season and the queen became preoccupied with many, many mundane tasks. Therefore the 3 dressing gowns for the 3 princesses didn’t actually happen.
It turned out to be a good thing because as the princesses grew, one day they unanimously declared that the beautiful, perfect, purple, blue, and pink paisley fuzzy velor was in reality NOT beautiful. It was “dreadful, horrible, snakey” fabric.
Some say the word “hideous” was even gently tossed about that day.
Well, it’s a good thing the queen didn’t make those dressing gowns for her incredibly cool daughters out of that incredibly NOT cool fabric or certainly all would have been lost, and despair would have swallowed up the kingdom. The horrid fabric was sent to the cold and damp dungeon, to never be heard of again.
Phew.
That was close.
Several generations later, after much banishing, crown shifting and dragon slaying…
the queen was still in charge of the whole world, but the kingdom had new heirs to the thrown.
By royal decree, the dreaded fabric was searched out and found. To the delight of all…
it was miraculously beautiful once more.
Just perfect in fact…
for a playful romp through the castle halls…
a quiet chat in the upper chambers…
or even a quick ride around the grounds.
The magical fabric was wholeheartedly embraced and invited to stay.
He agreed.
At last, balance, harmony and good will were restored to the kingdom.
Next order of business…
Joy, love, rock and roll, and of course—
world peace.
News at 10.