Punkin

You-the way you would steal pipe cleaners from my craft stash and bring them to me all wet and slobbery to throw so you could fetch them and bring them back.

The way you would meow when anyone would go to the refrigerator until someone would put milk in your bowl.

The way you would try to steal my pillow in the early years, and warm my feet until you couldn't jump on the bed anymore so you settled for sleeping underneath it.

I miss you already. Rest in peace, my friend.

Valentine Album for Grandma

I made this album of Owen's first three months for my mother. If you are interested, you can see the whole album here.

Update: I have fixed the link and the album can now be viewed...sorry!

I got a new toy for Valentine's Day. I'm going to be a quilting, embroidering, fool! The place where we purchased the machine also gives free lessons for life. I'm really going to need all the help I can get.

I've been working on Owen's quilt which I am quilting by hand. I forgot how sore my fingers used to get. Especially the finger held underneath the quilt which inevitably gets poked nine times out of ten.

It's my mother's birthday today. Happy Birthday, Mom!