Red, White, & Blue

So which is it? 

A wall hanging for the red, white, and blue wall?

Or a table runner?

Maybe it will be both.

Easter Memories

I was realizing this week that we have many interesting Easter stories at our house. And lots of pictures to go along with them.

This year Sarah had been asking and asking to see the Easter Bunny. Not the one at the mall but an actual rabbit of some sort. We were stumped. But - this is what happened:

Jon had noticed the rabbit under the bench and told Sarah to quietly come and sit by the door. She did. After she sat down the rabbit climbed up the stairs to take a look back at her. They sat there like that for several minutes. It was amazing. 

She was thrilled because the Easter Bunny came to our house just to see her.

In 2009 we had a dinner at our house and of course the requisite egg hunt outside afterwards.

I still can’t decide if the kids look happy or cold, or just freaked out. I probably should send this one to that site with the awkward family photos.

From 2008 we at least have a way cuter picture of my Miss Pretty Pretty.

And in 2007 we were waiting (mostly) patiently for Sarah to be born. Weren't my boys little then? It doesn't seem like that long ago.

Jason, Grandma Mia (Marilyn) and Evan

Thanks for taking that stroll down Easter Memory lane with me. 

Where I'm From

This poem is Evan's Mother's Day gift to me.  He said I could share it with you.

Where I'm From

by Andrew Evan Crutchfield

I am from Juicy Fruit gum

From Lenny Kravitz's Fly Away

I am from ankle bracelets

Like snakes around skinny ankles

From "stop playing or the router will

Accidentally break!"

I'm from Blokus being blocked at every corner

and Andrew is troublesome

From Bob and Cheryl

And Snickers, brownies, and Reeses

I am from vegetables in soft soil

And books on the climbing shelves

I am from cookies that are shaped like brownies

From a family of fighting

We bicker and argue

I'm from a family

Not perfect, but made for each other.

Making Memories

This is my favorite memory from last year's Thanksgiving celebrations. That's my Mom, second from the right on the standing row. Grandma wanted a photo of her with all of her children since they aren't always together. Four year old Aidan decided he needed to be in the photo, too. This one is my favorite of all the shots we got. Wonder what kind of fun memories we'll be making this year? I'm bringing my fun with me.