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January 31, 2006
Self Portrait Tuesday
Ten days after the WTC was hit by airplanes and fell to a big ash all over NYC Joel and I left with most of our life to go to Bergen Norway. Maybe for good. We weren't happy in Chattanooga, we didn't have a church we felt united too, and we are crazy.
Our house at 3:30 pm in January. Bye, bye sun!
We spent the autumn there and then came home for Christmas. We went back for the bleak dark winter and the extraordinary spring. It was a life changing experience.
We lived with family there and had to share one bathroom for 5, sometimes 7 adults. We rode a bus for an hour to and from the city where we attended a Bible school that was taught in Norwegian. So yes, we had to understand Norweigan (at least Biblical Norwegian) to understand our teachers. Everyone was so so so kind and we gained some very good friends.
I write to a couple of them still. Before we were staring down our visa deadline and with money running out, we tried to find a way to stay in Bergen. But then Joel found a peace, a peace that told him to go back to Atlanta. After all, his parents were working on leaving for Manilla for good and it would give us a chance to help them, bond, whatever. Then three weeks before we left I was feeling mighty sick. I barfed all day long. I thought I had a bug but no, the test said positive. Oh man, those Norwegian pregnancy tests were expensive! No $4.99 versions at Target. We were so happy, no panic at all. Even with 30 hours of international travel ahead of us with all our belongings (including 2 bikes in boxes). No money and barely any place to live. Oh yeah, and our insane-o Covenant buddies talked us into going to Cornerstone Fest that year too. We survived and quite happily I might add. Josiah made it, all 9 lbs 12 oz abotu 9 months later. One of our teachers said we should tattoo "Made in Norway" on him somewhere. Hmmm, maybe someday.
But in those days of great teaching, self realization, and wet wetness and dark I kept a very loyal scrap journal that tells the best story of me while I was there. I can't put them all up here but I'll slowly add them to my flickr I guess. Here's a page for you, a true self portrait of Katie the artist, the seeker of Jesus' heart, the soon to be mother, finding a peace that I never knew was possible in a place very beautiful and dear to me.
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January 30, 2006
postcards from the crafty
the beauty
Originally uploaded by katiek2.
Well since Cat posted her card this is one of mine. I already received a happy message from one of the recipients. the theme was chinese new year, year of the dog. I did a whole sheet of watercolor pods, cut them in ten pieces and then glued little doggies of felt in the enviroment. there's opal, philip and reggie and their adventures in the big pod garden. check the whole set here.
I have received 3. The first was kinda forgettable but Josiah likes it. The second was a beauty from Sweden with cool wallpaper and "Godt Nytt Ar" on the front. The one I got today had a card and an awesome zipper doggie pouch! So cute! Pictures later.
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January 29, 2006
I have arrived!
So I've been trying my hand at my sewing machine and I have found that it isn't as hard as I thought it would be. I wanted to make Josiah a pillowcase and a blanket with the guitar fabric that his Lola Nancy sent from Manilla. The pillowcase was my first thing ever to sew and it felt more like trying to learn a stick-shift really. Getting the groove of the pedal. I finished the pillow case, it has a nice contrasting red stich, it works. Great. The blaket is what I'm going to continue to work on after I finish this post. To practice a bit before I hack into the large remainder of guitar fabric, I wanted to make some things with some cool faric I've been collecting from various scrap bins at Joann's. One was the coolest multi-colored batik flannel! Fun. I knew something cozy had to be made with it. But it wasn't the right dimensions for a blanket and Eden sure doesn't need another one, so I practiced my hand at more stuffies.
Behold! I wanted to practice a simple shape that was kinda lovable so I thought I'd try to make one of Hillary's wee's. This doesn't have the flat bottom though. What helps him stand is that I filled him with Basmati rice! The problem I have with sewing is it is such a thought process before you even put needle to cloth. I do not work that way. I do it and then fix it. So I pulled out thread over and over trying to get the ribbon going the right way and trying to sew him up after the rice was inside. It's kinda messy but the great thing about this guy is since he's filled with rice you can pop him in the microwave for a minute and he's toasty warm! He'll hold his warmth to put on any sore spot or cold kiddie toes. I like to think of him as a menstral cramp releaver. hehehe. And I love how I fixed my crooked stiching around the face with more crooked stiching! I think it's my favorite part.
On another happy blog finding note: I love this blog I found through Andrea's blog, My House is Cuter than Yours. It's domestic, it's 100% vintage and it's a funny read. I especially like this one (because of my felt adventures) and this one (because I am also a thrift store addict). Check it out! I read a whole months worth of entries.
I have solved Eden's new shoe problem. She has disintegrated the lovely Chinese shoes Lynn bought her in China town and all she has now are fancy black MJ's I found at the thrift store and a pair of little girl Chuck's. I hate to put hard shoes on her feet (the Chuck's), and the cute wool felt shoes that Catarina makes are too rich for my blood. Then guess who came to my rescue? The one and only Martha. Stay Tuned!
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January 26, 2006
More fun with Felt
I know, I know I'm supposed to be working on my independant study paintings. Painting a blurry painting and figuring out when my prof is going to give me a go ahead for one of my proposals. But no, I refuse to delve into that frustrating, downer of a thought process instead I want to play with felt! Even if my boy doesn't. Last week at the High Toddler Time Jos had a blast creating about 10 beautiful monoprints. This week they did felt hats, felt anything actually. I about died when I snuck a peak into the room before we went to the bathroom. Felt! Wheeee! We sat down at Josiah's favorite spot and I could tell he'd rather play with the scissors and glue. So I ask the magic question: Should we make a guitar? I love having a birthday hat for Jos to where at his party and this just killed two birds wth one stone! I made a little make-shift hat (with much instruction from the craft organizer). And we had a flying V and a 'rock' guitar (which basically is a Fender), we had a drum, a banjo (it turned out kinda sad) and an accordian (have mercy). I also put a number 3 since I'm hoping he'll where it onhis birthday. Well, he would not wear it so dern it, I did. Here's some more pics.
Silly Mama
detail guitar
the flying V
Some of you will be receiving one of these in the mail for Josiah's 3rd. No I'm not crazy even though Joel and Jennie said I was. Yes I sewed 6 strings onto this paper Fender for Jos' invite. I am just trying to keep up with those other Mom's-that-will Hannah and Joy. Thanks for the inspiration guys! They are terribly messy with glue and I really wanted to do stamps too and glitter and Modge Podge but no, this is for a 3 year olds birthday not for my painting independant study. Doh, there's that reminder again! Then I was about to wet my pants with glee when the local US post office had these!
Perfect for invites! That sealed it for me. I was making and mailing invitations.
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January 25, 2006
What I've been keeping from you
airplane
Originally uploaded by katiek2.
This is one of the many beautiful monoprints Josiah did last week at the High on Toddler Thursday. Membership has huge rewards! We made a gazillion! There all here if you want to take a look. Josiah was so contemplative as he created. He chose a table by himself and stared at his brush in awe. He rarely gets to hold one at home or he gets scolded. He worked very deliberately on each one. Some took longer than others. Some he just used water. What they did was give you tempra paint and a transparency and when the paint was still wet you squashed the paper down on it. Ahhh, it was exhilerating. I kept squeaking at Josiah in my mama voice, "isn't this fun, buddy? So awesome, So cool! We get to paint!" At one point I asked him if he was OK cuz he looked so serious. He just chirped, "I'm ok." and kept on painting. The High also has a play room which I have never known was there. Derf. We hung out in there for a while too. Not as cool as the Magic House, but it's a helluva lot more than the new GA Aquarium has for tots.
And on another squealing happy mom note: As of a week and a half ago, my boy is officially potty trained!
Oh man, just under the wire too. He's turning 3 on the 3rd (golden birthday so soon). I have found a whole new way to love my boy! I always thought I'd be so sad when he wasn't a baby anymore, but what my mom said about us when we were little keeps ringing in my ears: I enjoyed you guys no matter what age you were and I rarely wanted to go back.
Now that he's almost 3, I stare at him and remember those traumatic first weeks and I am so glad, so glad, so glad he's 3 years old now. God's faithfulness is overwhelming. I still do what I have been doing since the beginning I see older children and I am thankful that Josiah is as young as he is. I'm glad Josiah isn't 5 or 6. Cuz right now, I can only handle a 3 year old. I see him in his little guitar or Bob briefs and I just giggle. He's still little, even though he's my big boy.
I have been back on the South Beach for the past week and I have already lost 5 lbs! Yeah! The last time I did this diet I actually got down to 127 which is crazy for me to think about now. I was 145 when I started and I believe I'm 140, although sometimes it tells me I'm 139. I couldn't believe that I had reached that since it's borderline being overweight for my height. Crazy huh? I'd like to get down to 135 and if so, I'll be going through boxes trying to find my old pants! I finally got into my post Josiah jeans today and I wore them with no discomfort! My belt went up a notch! And I really dig the South Beach, I have to be creative with food. My lunch today was tofu with pesto, tomatoes and zuchinni sprinkled with parmesan all stir fried up and warm. So nice. I know there are some of you about to barf when I say tofu, but I think it's a comfort food to me and it gives me a meat and eggs break. I know the South beach won't make my skin shrink back, or my flabby abs get tight but I do feel so much better. So as I type I'm enjoying my decaf coffee and dark chocolate peanut butter.
Now on the art front:
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January 24, 2006
Self Portrait Tuesday
Theme is looking back, and oh boy this is where my sentimental juices get flowing because its before I had kids and what I did and thought about seemed so huge compared to my little world now. I lived in Chattanooga Valley, this was the Shop. Jeff's studio which he let me and Cat paint in. Many laughs and talks and smokes and beers. And some nice art too.
So what do you do when you live in Chattanooga Valley and you have no kids? You leave. A memorable trip to CA with Cat to visit her then BF Darren. Here we are riding his family's tractor in Templeton CA. Joel's behind the wheel. We were going fast! My poor bum!
Beach combing I forget the name of the beach, it stared with an M. Help me out Cat.
In front of a shiny red Gremlin in Santa Barbara? You can tell Joel got a haircut from his lovely wife. I've gotten better.
Joel's creative photography with D Masters Rebel.
Back in Chatty at a humble art show. I got my hair chopped on our 1st anniversary. Kinda miss it. That's a portrait of Jerah on my left and Community on my right. Jerah hangs at Joel's work if you want it tell me so. Community lives with the lovely Erin P in Brooklyn NY.
Next Week: After 9/11 we hopped a plane to Northern Europe for 9 months
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January 23, 2006
Josiah and the whale shark
A little awestruck and probably a little scared. I know because he was gripping the hair on my head way too hard. I love my buddy.
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reflection
we played hookie from any church service and went to the GA aquarium. We got one of the last memberships for this year? maybe? Anyway. It is very cool and very crowded. I like less crowds. I hope to come with the kids when it's less busy, everything was very cool but Joel and both agree that they need an interactive room for kids to play. There is a very cool tunnel that you can cruise through,literally, on a moving sidewalk. There are entertaining sea lions and otters. Beautiful Belugas and tropical fish. Josiah got to pet anemones and loved climbing on things he was (and wasn't) allowed to climb on. I do think they have some organizing to do. If they had a room for little ones to romp around and jump and bang on things it would take a lot of "no, no no's" out of the experience.
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January 20, 2006
Valentine for me
After receiving Dolores in the mail for Eden, I realized that making a "stuffie" couldn't be that hard. I still am afraid of my sewing machine, but I'm working up the courage. See I know if I get it out I will never want to put it away. I had cut these hands out of felt and thought I would make Christmas ornaments on our trip to St Louis. But Christmas has come and gone and I wanted to preserve my kids hands for this year. I made a great Christmas present for Lola Nancy and Grandpa Dale in Manilla using the little hands and I just got sentimental. So here's my valentine. Something to put out every year to remind me how little those hands first were.
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January 18, 2006
Finger Puppets get Hungry too
I got Josiah to eat his lentils the other night by putting on a puppet show with this charmer and his friend. Cheerios made great props, seeing as our floor is littered with them daily.
WOULD YOU WORK FOR FREE ART?
I am willing to give away artwork if I can find someone who will watch my kids for a couple hours on Friday's so I can go to school. It's really just for a couple weeks, maybe 4 Fridays max. Is there a pod series you are salivating over? Do you need to have Be Still or a pregnant nude? Or maybe just something you've seen here on New Eyes that you want. Contact me if you can help. thanks. I mean they are pretty cute.
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January 17, 2006
Self Portrait Tuesday
This is when I was 16. Look at that huge knot of hair on my head!! I never let it get that long anymore. Sitting at a beach house on "vacation" waiting for life to happen to me. Pining, yearning, dreaming. I wrote a lot, I started to draw and doodle seriously. I was an introspective soul. Way serious.
Here is Joel and I shortly after we started seeing each other in 1996. This is at Covenant College in Lookout Mountain GA. I think Joel's aunt Charlotte took this picture. I was 19, fun-loving, grunge-dressing, art chick type. Totally in love with my charming, alternakid BF. Everyone thought Joel was a little scary with his shaved head and unibrow. I just thought he was dreamy! Look at my little purple thrift store sweater! I still love thrift store sweaters *sigh*
And here we are 6 1/2 years ago on our wedding day. What a goof-ball I am. We had such a terrible wedding photographer that our favorite pics are from our friends. I don't know if it was Fran or Andy on the other end of the camera. What a happy day. What a beautiful dress! I would do it all over again! I love being married!
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January 16, 2006
Mom's Pods
So as I think about what I want to work on this semester in my Independant study for school I think about two things. I think about doing more paintings of kids/babies in unconventional space. I also think about experimenting with watercolor more.
I wanted to get my parents these awesome knives for Christmas and it turns out the seller is a putz and it's taking forever to get these knives. For all I know they're lost in the Atlantic floating on a pallette. Anyway, when I realized they weren't going to get here for Christmas I quick did a painting for their face-lifted dining room. Here are Mom's Pods:
They came out really pretty. It's on a 12"x16" cold press paper. I get sick of doing pods sometimes, but they are very therapeutic and flowers make people happy.
Here are some details.
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January 15, 2006
What Monster Trucks don't have
Joel tried very hard to get tickets for the Superbowl of Motorsports for him and Josiah, Andy and Gideon, and John and Kaitlyn. The tickets sold out before Joel could make up his mind. He was very sad. He's always wanted to see monster trucks mostly just to see the crowd react. I think he's always had this desire but then he read Crabby's entry with the amazing history of comments and he just had to be a part of the emotion when a big truck with even bigger tires smashes cars like ours in it's wake.
Oh well. We all said. Joel had tickets for the Hawks game last night and we knew it was fun to take them fam. I was also skeptical that Josiah would be scared to death of the monster trucks and we knew that he always has a good time holding thunder sticks and cheering for the Hawks.
As we pulled into the Marta parking lot there were no spaces. The Superbowl of Motorsports had filled the parking lot with large 4x4's. Some with mud, some squeaky clean. We paid for our tokens and white outnumbered black this time wating for the eastbound train. Many mouths with dip, much overly straightened blonded hair, camo, nextel cell phones (dude, it's like a walkie-talkie!), and big belt buckles. I think all of Paulding county was there. Joel the antagonist said to me in a loud voice so others would hear, "I don't think these people know this train goes to Alabama!" My silly husband.
On the train a couple from Carollton was getting the 411 from a student that lived downtown about what stop to get off. It was classic. He said, "Yeah, monster trucks, I think I went to one of those things when I was 8." hehehe.
We headed the opposite direction of the truck crowd and up to Philips Arena. We found crowded seats and at half time decided to go to the other side where it was empty. As we packed up the halftime show started and it was a marching, dancing drum troop. Holy Cow. My son was mezmorized.
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January 13, 2006
Audible Sigh, says I
Today was my first class, or so I thought. It turns out I missed class last week. And that's kinda Joel's fault, he was the one that thought classes did start yet. Mom comes down to watch the kids while I go to class, one of the only classes I think I'll have to go to. When I get there everyone else knows what's going on except me. I hate hate hate that feeling. We decided a theme for the end of semester show at Pangaea. The independant students (that's me) handed in proposals. Yikes, I don't have one. On top of this I got there late. I didn't get a syllabus. My fault, I should have scooted as soon as Mom showed up. After I saw all my classmates turning in proposals I freaked. I realized I have no idea what I want to do. I know I want to experiment with assembledge and I want to get back into oils but other than that I have no concepts, no deep inner longings with which to portray. I'm screwed. Yeah, I know I'm being a bit fatalistic but sometimes I can't shake the feeling when I'm in that classroom that I do not belong there. That I have 2 children at home and what am I thinking trying to be a student too.
I know some of you all have asked me how I do it all, the thing is, I don't do it all.
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January 12, 2006
Matt Kirby?
So I'm doing my addictive web surfing and up pops this banner on my hotmail account. Is this not Matt Kirby? Am I going crazy? Can I get a witness?
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January 10, 2006
Self Portrait Tuesday
A very important part of my childhood and my family to this day is music. Both my dad and my brother are professional musicians and my son is now totally in love with instruments. The top photo is Francesca (Kellogg) Thompson and I at her family piano. I remember it well. It was barely in tune and had that honkey-tonk sound all the time. And in their post Civil War house the sounds bounced off every wall. I'm guessing I'm around 2 1/2- 3 in this picture. And below is my son at 2 1/2 at Grandpa Jimmy's grand piano. Everyone that says Josiah looks more like Joel can take a look at these pics. He sure is my boy too!
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January 9, 2006
Special Promise
My sis in law brought a Merry Christmas package back for our little fam from the grandparents in Manilla. Here's some photo and video capturings.
Grandpa Dale and Lola Knutson got Josiah a handmade mini guitar with metal strings (so maybe he won't break them). We have no idea how to play it, let alone tune it but that's not the point right now. Joel did look at me and say "One of us is going to have to learn" I guess that means me. I made a quick pick for Josiah out of a watercolor paper scrap and some masking tape. After going to Re:vision on Thursday night Josiah saw Jeff putting his guitar in it's case after the service. Josiah was of course mesmorized and you could see his little record light was on. He wanted me to draw a guitar the other day, and then he wanted me to draw a case for the guitar. He proceeded to put his guitar magnets on the drawing of the case. He was very much in love with the guitar case. So almost as much fun as the guitar from the Philippines was the blue plastic zip case that it goes in. Josiah treats it like any other child would treat a baby doll. Putting it in and taking it out of it's case. So here's Josiah saying thank you
to his grandparents that are so far away. His please and thank you is a little mixed up but hey, he's 3.
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SOLD!
It's really cool when you can sit on your butt watching CSI and sell some art at the same time. I love you www! I love you Etsy!
I sold my slide series on Etsy yesterday. It's 4 watercolors I did for class. They're all postcard size. They sold for $100. Joel thinks that's too cheap but it's $25 a piece. The pods only cost $20 with shipping! Buy some pods too! New ones for sale! Also, new baby wool felt headbands and accessories! Yeah, so I better get the slides ready to ship.
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January 6, 2006
Some sweet Morsels
Yesterday I just felt aweful, like a big gloomy cloud was hanging over my head. I was thinking too much, not letting God just work on me by himself. I stopped everything and painted. I listened to some sermons from Trinity Vineyard (thanks Jennie). Then after listening too a sermon about Love and Obedience I chewed out a KSU employee for making my life harder. How's that for love? Sheesh.
We made plans with our friends, the Worrells, to go to Re:Vision, what used to be VSN at the ATL Vineyard. Our friends Adam and Shiree Hoar are the pastors there. We have missed our friends so much. It was great to have good fellowship time. We were there until 10:45pm catching up. Much needed. It melted my blues away.
I haven't thought at all about NY resolutions. I kinda don't think there's much to them, I mean, if you're going to change why not do it Dec 31? I mean why wait? whatever. But last night I had a Eureka! moment. Ever since we came back from Norway in 02 we have been searching for a similar enviroment. Just writing that makes me feel so dumb! Why would God ever put us in a similar enviroment? Doesn't He want us to change and find the challenges and blessings in each new enviroment? Why would He want us to stay the same? In a sermon that Kris McDaniel had on Trinity's website he talked about asking God in the middle of the night for more spiritual fathers. Why couldn't he find any? What was it going to take? He then looked down at his infant daughter and realized that he was a spiritual father to this little one and his job started the day she was concieved. If you want something in your life, maybe you should step up and do it and God will bring you what you need. This made so much sense to me, this is what I need. I shouldn't be looking for leaders to fit my mold, I should be that leader (or pray to become that leader) and what I desire will come. It's not easy, but that realization gives me so much peace and makes me feel empowered and not a failure. We are all just men, with our own agenda, why should I expect to just find someone who is doing what I want? They're all doing what they think works, and it might not work for me. Being a Christian involves many freedoms that we don't think about. God made us all unique, why are so many Christians and churches doing the same thing? I'm full of critique, but I guess I should put on my running shoes.
Here are some sweet Christmas morsels for you:
Josiah dunking on his new basketball back-stop, thanks Gma and Gpa Ward!
Eden on Christms Eve, before new presents arrive, enjoying the FP Barn. thanks again, Uncle Nathan!
Mama Kate's new apron. My best friend loves me. Thanks Cat!
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January 3, 2006
Self Portrait Tuesday
I've posted this picture before but since Self Portrait Tuesday's theme is "Looking Back" this picture is very appropriate.
This is my family on our couch back when I was....little. My brother is getting his life tickled out of him (love his chili-bowl haircut). My dad has those great huge round frames and skinny tie. My mom in her classic pose, reading. I'm smushed in the middle hiding in my secrect world with our cat like she was the only one who could understand me, whispering little sentences to her full of imagination. Secretly, I wanted to get tickled too. Who knows maybe I did seconds after this photo was shot. Fun times, just the four of us, and the cat.
My new little family got our picture taken for a New Year's letter thing that will go out, sometime. Trying to get us all looking in one direction is a feat, and it makes this picture even more rich to me. That my now serious daddy of a brother was a ticklish crazy boy like my son once upon a time. Who knows, maybe my brother would still giggle with glee if you got him just in the right spot. hehehe.
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January 1, 2006
Holidazing
My sick daughter has grounded me this New Year's kinda a bummer, but after all the holidazing I've been doing a good rest on the couch is well deserved. Christmas Eve we headed up to Chattanooga and had a peaceful Christmas Day with gift opening in our pajamas and church later on. In the evening Joel and I had a great time with Cat at her place where more tresures were received. Cat was looking pretty groovy with her new hair do. Happy Birthday Cat! The big 3-0.
We took off for St Louis on Monday morning and spent 3 days and 4 nights with Kirk and Sarah and their baby girl Joanna. She's a pretty pretty thing. We went to the City Museum which was a mad house of kids escaping the windy cold day and burning post Christmas jitters.
It was a cool place but a little much for our entourage. We didn't make it through much. Joel and Josiah did the winding pathways and the monster slide. We checked out the fish and the caves. We wound up our visit with the Everyday Circus that was a good idea in concept but the kids sure need to practice practice. Maybe that's a mean thing to say, but they dropped alot of balls and fell alot.
The activity that suited our family better was the Magic House.
It's full of bells and whistles, literally, for little kids. Which is what we have. There was even a ball pit for baby Eden B. Josiah's favorite parts were the bells, the sand box and the lego car ramp. I was actually surprised he liked the lego ramp so much. Josiah is not so much into vehicles as he is music, but there were some great "hoorahs" from his little voice everytime the car launched off the other side.
If it weren't so expensive I would go there everyday! Great fun and Jos was tired out beyond all reason. It's great to see your (almost) three year old totally worn out. You think there is nothing that will stop him and then, ahhhh sweet naptime.
Thanks to Holly for taking time away from her little family to shoot some family pics for us. I can't wait to get a New Year's letter sent out with a sweet picture inside. Whatta trip! Our family is so non-photogenic, some great silly shots were had by all!
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