Back To School Tarmack

Awwww…little Tarmac is off to school!

Don’t you just love his sweet back pack?!!

My favorite parts of this squirrely “get-up” are the teensy books hanging from his arms. Heehee.

Perhaps I have too much time on my hands.  Perhaps my priorities are a bit mixed up.  Perhaps it’s just freaking fun to imagine how people smile when they see this little guy each month. Pretty sure that’s why I do it.

All I know is I sure giggled a lot with this one.

That’s always time well spent.



Beach Baby– Squirrel

Enter Tarmac– our newest beach baby–searching for the perfect place to lay back in the salty waves and float off into tropical paradise oblivion.

We won’t tell him that this is Utah and we’re one of those pesky land-locked states without a proper beach. Water? Sure, plenty of that, but not the picking up seashells and building sand castles type of place from my childhood.

I guess it’s the backyard floaty pool for you Mr. Tarmac.

It’ll have to do.

Uncle Sam–the Squirrel

By now, you have to be expecting SOME kind of post about our favorite squirrel–right?

Short of little Tarmack holding a live sparkler–I personally couldn’t think of a better “get up” than good ol’ Uncle Sam!!

I made two versions of the US flag that he’s holding–neither of which made me incredibly happy. The first had good stripes but a funky blue space. The second had an ok blue space but weird stripes.

Ahhh well. It needs to be the thought that counts because I’m not keen on doing it again.

We’ll be content to know that we have the most patriotic squirrel in the land.

And who else can say that?

Tarmac In May

I know kites are typically associated with March, in many of the 50 states, and rightly so. But here in good old UTAH, we pride ourselves on doing our own weather thing, in all seasons of the year. Yessiree.

We certainly can’t be tied down to the stuffy protocols of some Farmer’s Almanac and what someone thinks our weather should be doing–at any given moment. HA! We’re free spirits! We will not be ruled! Oh, no!

Perhaps, last March, the kids in California or Oregon were chasing pretty fluttery things through a cool, breezy afternoon. But here?

We were scraping snow off the windshield.  

Now it’s May and while we did just have a smidge of the white stuff at 4 am this very morning–don’t ask me how I know that–the sun is out now.  We’re encouraged by the fact that there is a steady breeze blowing as we speak.

A 46 degree breeze, but a breeze none the less.

So you see, we have hope.

My point is, that the time feels right to deck Mr. Tarmack out in an appropriate little “get up” to celebrate our newly found, ahem, kite worthy weather.

Tarmack totally agreed.


Tarmack the Leprechaun


So here is our cute little house squirrel, ahem, I mean house Leprechaun, all ready for his special day.  Now I know that the green thing he’s holding doesn’t look much like a clover–but I did try. I’m not so great with itty bitty crochet.

But that beard!! BAhahaha! It makes me giggle every time I go out on the porch!

Good old Tarmack. He’s such a sport.

Now if we could just find that darn pot of gold…that’d be swell.