We've Hatched!

...not a plan - some baby birds!


...and Sofi wants to parent them...but is managing to resist the urge.

"Oh! When I went out to see the birds, they just threw their little heads back and opened their mouths...and I was so sad that I didn't have anything to give them!"

Also, I think the swifts have finally gotten serious about building a nest in the birdhouse.

They're so flighty.

Help Wanted

My little sister, Becky, has been diagnosed with breast cancer. Please pray for her and her family this week.

For My Swap Partner

Ok. I'm never going to figure out the whole flicker thing...and I'm terrified of infringing on someone's copyright, so I'm just going to show you some of my pictures. (That doesn't mean that these are my favorite quilts in the world (they're mostly mine, so that would be a teensy egotistical), but they're the ones that are on my computer. I own them (or at least I used to :).

...but that's enough rambling, here's what I like:

Retro, feedsackish quilts.




Almost anything with white sashing...although I've been converted to blue...and linen...and more creative things.


Scrappy quilts.


Birds and butterflies.






Pretty, modern florals.




...anything from Japan (the global nexus of all cuteness)...and many, many other things. So, I'll pretty much like whatever you make me...and I guess I could have just said that. :)

Marital Discord

I thought my husband was mad at me.

He told me that Boo-Boo was a stupid nickname....for a baby or anyone else.

He did the dishes angrily (grumbling something about the number of cups we use).

He went to bed instead of going to a movie with me.

But he must have forgiven me, because he helped me hang stuff up in the guest room. (I also brought the pfaff down from my room. A guest could have a sewing emergency - you never know. Besides, it's cute.)




Another thing (about me) that appears to annoy my husband: my weed-pulling compulsion. It's just painful for me to walk past yards full of tiny scotch broom plants...and thistles...and mowed-off dandy lions. I have literally had bad dreams about it.

So, he's super-embarrassed that I pull other people's weeds...as I'm casually strolling by. I told him I'd make a super hero costume to disguise my true identity, if it really bothered him. I'd put a W on the front for "Weeding Avenger".

He suggested a BB, for "Busy Body".

Party Envy

My friend Kyrsten just had a party for her daughter too...and it was pretty amazing.

Did you know it was even possible to do this with streamers?


A sunny sky for her birthday picnic.

...and a little picnic table...


...to go on the big picnic table!


Isn't she talented!

In other news, James just looked out the window and said, "It's raining!"

"....I hate that rain."

The Cat's Meow

Oh, did I mention Sof had a birthday party too. I don't think it will live in infamy (like Annika's flu-spreading bash did), but the girls seemed to have a fun time.

Sofia wanted a cat theme for her party (since she's very involved in the Warriors books right now). She sewed cat ears for all of her guests (as I'm trying to gradually tranfer some party duties to the kids - and she didn't think I would do it right).


Cozy liked her ears too. She was pretty excited when I put them on her (and only took them off twice before she forgot they were there.)



I made the toy mice.


Tony made the "kitty food", a chocolate, peanut butter chex mix.


It was pretty low-key....just like I like it.

It may have been an enchanting April...

...but I'm so glad it's over. Don't get me wrong - I love April, when spring starts peeking out. Occasional sunny days (without the weekly lawn-mowing). One of these years I'm going to muster up the necessary moral courage to tell my girls they are having one birthday party...to share. That's it. Period. (I almost put an exclamation point after that period - but it just seemed so wrong.)

Then we can just sit back and enjoy Spring.

Our April birthdays:







Yes, I know I'm missing one, but sadly, I didn't have a picture of her. :( Heck, I had to go back to October to find one of Mom.