So for a while now, I’ve been wanting better dress-up storage for the girls’ dress up dresses. Last year, Santa brought them a big hat box that he thought would be good storage for that. Well, the girls’ dress-up dresses overflowed that box! I thought it’d be good to get something where the dresses could be hung up. I found some items like this one from Guidecraft that we could buy, but we really didn’t want to spend quite so much. Add to that we had a bookshelf just sitting around not being used, and, well, inspiration struck.
Of course, I’m not all that handy with the power tools, so this ended up being a project I thought of, but Rick executed. We went to one of the big box home improvement stores (I don’t remember whether we hit the orange or blue one for this), picked up a wooden dowel, some screws, and a drill-bit about the size of the dowel. Rick cut the dowel to size, and then drilled holes in the shelf for the dowel, being careful not to drill all the way through. He then put the rod into the newly-drilled holes, and then secured each end with a screw. And that was about it! The girls love their little dress-up closet.
I’ve considered decorating it with scrapbook paper or wallpaper, or something, but so far we’ve left it the wooden-colored laminate that came on the shelf to begin with.
A couple of weeks ago, my brother’s first child, Brantley, was born. I, doing as I do, made him a blanket.
I also decided to do a yarn-wrapped letter “B” for him as well.
Brantley was born on June 29, and had some health problems. I’m happy to report that his health has improved greatly since his birth. He appears to have quite the fighting spirit! We’ve all been so very thankful for the prayers and support offered by so many. Keep the prayers coming! We don’t know yet when he will come home, but hopefully it will be soon.
And finally, a family portrait from a few days ago. The ventilator has been removed since this photo was taken.
Thanks again to everyone for the prayers, thoughts, kind words, and encouragement. It means the world to all of us.
This morning on the way into school, Phoebe stopped by a patch of grass and looked at a mushroom. The following conversation occurred:
Phoebe: Look Mama!
Me: Yeah, that’s a mushroom.
Phoebe: Where did it come from?
Me, unsure how to answer in my not fully caffeinated state: Uh, the ground.
Phoebe: No, it came from God.
Couldn’t really argue with that.
On an unrelated note, I have a ton of posts floating around in my head. I need to find the time and energy to actually compose them. Hopefully soon regular posting will resume again.
Lately Phoebe has been a bit of an early riser. We’ve had to tell her that during the week her clock needs to have a green “6,” and on the weekends we’d really like it if it had a green “7.” She has this clock from Target that has different colors for each digit. Well, she doesn’t seem to get on the weekends that mom and dad would really like to sleep in. This past weekend, she would come into our room early in the morning and declare that there was a green 6 on her clock, so it’s time to get up! The sun is out, so let’s get up! Saturday I tried to get her to climb into our bed and snuggle.
Sunday morning she came into our room around 6:15, went to Rick’s side of the bed and said, “Daddy, I want to snuggle Mama.” She then climbed into bed and inserted herself between us, put her forehead on mine, and wrapped her sweet little arm around my neck. She also made sure to point out that I had not brushed my teeth yet. I pointed out that neither had she. She stayed that way for maybe 10 minutes or so. It was sweet while it lasted. Then she crawled out of our bed and asked if I needed coffee to wake up.
“Yes, I do need coffee to wake up,” I answered. Then she said, “I need you to come help me make coffee because I can’t do it all by myself.” I sent her to Rick and they both got up and made me coffee.
That was my sweet Sunday morning. I hope to have more like it, even if it means waking up earlier than I’d like.
Thursday this week, My little Sophie-bug turned two! I can hardly believe two years have passed already! She’s grown so much and is turning into quite the sweet, spirited, beautiful little girl! She’s definitely not a baby anymore. Babies can’t draw with sidewalk chalk.
She loves to draw and color. Her favorite colors at the moment are purple and yellow. She also loves puzzles, playing dress-up, and playing with her sister. As I type this, she’s playing with heir little toy kitchen and talking on the phone that goes with it. She also carries around her baby doll everywhere. This baby’s name is Purple Baby.
Also on Thursday, she got a haircut! A badly needed one. Before and After:
After the haircut, we went home, ate some dinner, then sang happy birthday with a cupcake.
Which she rejected in favor of applesauce. Funny kid.
On Friday, she had her 2 year well-check amidst the storms. She is currently 34 lbs, 35 inches tall, and her head circumference was 49.5 cm.
Our baby girl is no longer a baby! This afternoon we will have a party with friends to celebrate.