Sunday, May 23, 2010

Things that put a smile on my face…

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My dancing girlies, Kylie and Kendell with their end of the year gala, where both of their parents were actually able to see them perform in all of their dancing glory, as opposed to missing their routines while attending to their convalescing brothers (as was the case with little puking boy and big shoulder separated boy in the emergency room at the St. George competition in March)…

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Cael’s end of the year field trip to Wheeler Farm, where he had soooo eagerly anticipated bringing his very own carrots to feed the bunnies, only to be denied and completely bummed out by the sign “please don’t feed the rabbits.”  Oh well, he gets points for preparedness and also shaking-it-off-like-a-champ-edness…

Preschool was so great for Cael this year!  Letters, numbers, field trips, crafts, songs, magic tricks, buddies –of course the letter “H” is still the BEST!!  We LOVE Miss Amber—such a grand year!!

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  One of the many bonuses of being married to the wonderful husband that I am married to is the delightful extended family I consequently acquired!!  Cousin Christy’s beautiful wedding was so lovely and fun, complete with a real photo booth (so clever and totally fun) for mementos…

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I LOVE the library!!  Are you kidding me??  Hart to Hart Season 1 on DVD??  How can you  not love Jonathan and Jennifer Hart, along with Max the Butler/all around domestic great guy, Freeway the dog, Hart Industries, and a car phone in Jonathan’s Mercedes?  So sweet

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I do love finding sweet notes from one sibling to another—Curtis does feel strongly that this kitchen stool should stay in the kitchen…

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Though the lighting is less than super, I do love the orange “Nie Nie skirt” (pattern by Pink Fig) that was my first project for my new high-powered corporate gig at The Material Girls Quilts (actually it is very part-timish)—I LOVE pretty fabric and Kylie LOVES ruffles…

And then there is our goofy kitty cat, Zeke.  It would be so much easier if he could just talk and tell me exactly what is on his mind, but when he jumps up on the barbeque, stretches out all tall, and peers inside longingly, I generally get the idea…