I actually made something from Pinterest

Here are a few things I've made recently. I got all the ideas from pintrest!! Took these pics with my phone.

A new church bag for Rhylan

Strawberry cookies with cream cheese frosting...coming soon

"love you" with scrabble tiles!! I've had these for YEARS, probably 10 years. Glad I finally used them.

Heart garland made from paint color samples.

Little boy hands

I had a special experience with Gracin last night. He has always been a mamma's boy, which I LOVE. But this last month he has been a bit more attached. He is only 2 years old, so when I hear those "mama" cries from the bedroom my heart just melts and I have to go in and make my boy feel better. He usually plays around in the bedroom for a while but eventually he ends up in bed somehow asleep. But last night he was having a hard time. I don't know if he was scared, or just lonely but he really wanted me to come comfort him. All he wanted me to do was hold his hand while he fell asleep. I thought it was so sweet. His eyelids were pretty heavy, but he kept them open as long as he could. Every time I would try to slip my hand away, his little chubby fingers reached quickly for mine. At first I thought, oh come on Gracin, I don't want to sit here forever. Then I looked at his sweet face and our hands and thought about how there probably isn't too many years where he is aching to hold my hand, just to have me close. Not to many more years when just being by mom is going to make all his problems disappear. I cherished those minuets we shared last night. Me laying on the floor beside his mattress holding his hand as he slowly went to sleep, holding TIGHTLY to my fingers.

Miss Independent

Rhylan was really wanting to write words the other day. I remembered I found this lined paper at the dollar store a while ago. I got it out and showed her how to use it and she sat there for a long while just writing away. She was pretty proud of herself:)

Bath time for Gracin

Gracin still loves bath time. I wanted to get some fun pictures of him playing. (Can you tell I got some new photography books for Christmas... I've been on a roll trying to document the little things!) He also is interested in the potty lately. But I am not even thinking about potty training until he is 3. I do let him sit there before bath time. Two year olds can be terrible at times, and so fun and lovable the rest.

Big Boy Bed

I have been putting this off as long as I could. I knew he would never take a nap again once he was out of the crib. But he started jumping in his bed. We started to think about it and realized that 30+ lbs jumping up and down can't be good for that crib. We are gonna need it in a few months:) So he started sleeping with a twin mattress on the floor... because he would roll right off the bed otherwise. It has worked out okay. We hear him jumping and being wild for about 30 min before he crashes at night. And he hasn't taken a nap in it yet:( but I am not giving up on that. I just can't get him to settle down enough to stay in there. He is pretty proud of himself in the morning for being a BIG BOY!!

Sweet Rhylan

I sure love this girl. I try and tell her every day as many times as I can how much I adore her. I know there are times I am not so patient with her, sometimes I could be a better mom, but she loves me anyway. She is s smart, she loves learning new things, loves math, loves science and learning about animals. She has a new love for letters. She asks how to spell words all day and carries around a pen and note cards. She is wonderful at sharing. She lets Gracin play with her new toy she got from Santa everyday even if he is not very nice about it. She is funny. One of her self made jobs of our family is making anyone laugh. Or make them happy. If I am ever sad she is the first one to come to me and try and make me feel good. She is so thoughtful. She is always making presents or pictures for people. Just today she spent an hour drawing a picture for her primary teacher she hasn't even met yet. Her she is my beautiful little Rhylan.