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| For Family Home Evening on Valentine's Day we headed to the temple. It was nice to take the kids to the place Marc and I had been married. |
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| David loved the fountains! Lucy kept asking where was she when we got married. We tried to explain she was still in heaven . . . I think she felt a little left out. |
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| My sweet baby boy. |
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| My lovely lady. |
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| Isn't this picture so sweet. My kids love their Daddy! |
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| We love this girl so much. |
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| Our whole family celebrating the gift of love. |
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| The lovely valance made by Grandma (notice the paint color too? Marc did a great job!) |
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| The storage bins-it was a project to find these, but in the end I love them. |
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| The curtain to hide the storage shelves (also made with love by Grandma and complimentary hemmed by the sweet lady at BYU alterations who used to babysit Marc when he was a kid). |
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| The curtain up close. |
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| Seeing these three and four year old little ladies share valentines with one another was one of the sweetest things I have seen in a long time. Lucy looked at each valentine with magic in her eyes as she showed it to me and pointed out what colors were on it and if it had a butterfly or a kitty on it. |
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| Lucy with her loot. She loved putting her valentines in her box. We made it out of a wipes container and she thought having the lid pop up to insert the cards in was amazing. |
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| At home she had to assess all of her many great treasures. She has played with her valentines every day since. Oh what simple joys we are reminded of when we look at life through the eyes of a child. |
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| So this was the cutest picture I was able to take yesterday, and believe me this was tricky enough to take. Both kids are in red (granted David's is a red shirt with a motorcycle on it-but it is in the right color). We had a lovely day: went to art class, ate some yummy candy, took Valentine's to our neighbor friends, had a great visit from Grandma Kay, ate a heart shaped pizza, walked around the temple for family night and ended the night with a night out for Marc and me while the kids played with a babysitter. A wonderful day of love! |
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| I made this darling wall hanging out of the scrap fabric, some spray paint and a stencil sheet. Learn how to here. |
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| Baby girl's blanket-is this adorable or what? I sewed the top, we had someone machine quilt it and then my Mom did the binding. I am in love with how it turned out (oh and it has the softest minky fabric on the back). |
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| Do you love this bumper pad? I designed it, cut it out and aligned the pieces and my Mom did all the sewing-she is amazing! |
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| Then I just had to make some of these cute hair bows with the scraps from the fabric. I still have lots of scraps and hair clips so if anyone wants to come make some-come on over! They are super easy. (BTW-does anyone know how to attach these bows to nylons like they do for baby headbands?-I made matching flowers for Lucy and the little lady) |
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| I captured this little beauty while we were getting ready for church on Sunday. It is quite possibly my favorite photo to date. |
I truly love the song One Friend by Dan Seals. The chorus reads,
"If I had only one friend left, I'd want it to be you."
I tell Marc this is so much how I feel about him. I feel so lucky to have my dearest friend in this world as my eternal companion and husband.
Another part of the song I love is when it says,
"Helps keep me together, And believes without a doubt, That I could move a mountain:
Someone to tell it to."
Oh how this last line speaks to my heart. I was older when I married Marc and I believe up unto that point, I had "moved several mountains" so to speak. But oh how much more beautiful it is to know that every time I do accomplish something great (or small), I have that "someone to tell it to." Marc is so sweet to listen to my every thought. He listens when I am outraged about politics, when I see a piece of artwork that I love, as I complete a hike or run a race, when I am giddy with excitement about my new clothes, when I have a new project all laid out in my head, when I go on and on about work, when I want to share a funny story about the kids, when I want to talk about The Biggest Loser or Brett Michaels and when I just need someone else to know that I am sad-he is there.
I am so very thankful he is my "someone to tell it to."
