Let's get this party started.
It's a long one.
I've been a busy little bee.
It's a long one.
I've been a busy little bee.
I quilted the front of our new family stockings!
Can't wait to assemble these lovely guys this weekend!

It may have been so stinkin' cute, I may have ordered myself one too.
I have no will power.
None.

if it means I don't have to breastfeed and Brody sleeps through the night.

That's a pineapple slicer, not a gun.
And that's mommy's sewing machine bag, not a hiding place for you to jump out of and scare the crap out of mommy while she's trying to sew.

I love sewing.
I love making things for great people.
You can only imagine my excitement when I spotted this fun little pattern.
Delighted.
Thrilled.
Jovial in fact.

Frisbee, my little elf friend, to help me keep these wild children in line.
I love that creepy little elf.

Drawing and soothing her little brother.
Such a good big sister and multi-tasker.
She even gave him his own pencil.
It's all fun and games folks,
until someone looses an eye.

that involve a big 'ol tub of peppermint ice cream.
Get your mind out of the gutter.

the latest song I purchased on iTunes was Grace Potter's
Something That I Want.
And it was for me, not Abby.
How can you not jump up, clap along, and bust a move to that song?!
Especially at the end of such a happy ending.

He's a man of his own invention
She looked out of the window
He walked out the door
But she followed him
And he said, "What'cha lookin' for?"
Good stuff right there.
Good. stuff.

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