(Note: We are not professionals. (Yet.) Most of our winter pictures are indoors. Most of these pictures are taken in the same four rooms with the same. yellow. lighting. that. drives. us. crazy. when. we. take. pictures.)
Early in the month I celebrated my 42nd birthday. This is my last time to ever tell you my age. Here, you are treated to a glimpse of my "chocolate on chocolate on chocolate" birthday brownie, made by the man who knows me best in this world. Marry a man like this, girls.
(Bonus glimpse: the crowded walls and bookshelves of a homeschooling family of 11. Bookshelves and school supplies and original kidprints and punctuation charts EVERYWHERE! If crowded conditions drive you crazy, don't come here.)
Here's a random baby picture. Gabe is 7 weeks old. Fifty days, to be exact. Growing way too fast. (Try to ignore my house-robe in the background. Focus on the monkeys.)
Mariam turned three.
An expressive three.
A really expressive three.
(Doesn't it look like Ty Pennington just yelled "Move that bus?")
Moved to tears by candles. Imagine what she's do with a room redo.
Three. So easy to please.
We gave her a Rosy doll. It was a huge hit!
I wanted a soft, simple (not hard, plastic) baby that she could cuddle and sleep with. This dolly really is great in that respect. This mama recommends it for the three and under crowd. They have a boy baby, too, and darker skin and hair colors.
Then, a truly huge day arrived. Emily got her braces off!
Above is before, below is after.
Two years. Wow.
Em's birthday fell on Thanksgiving this year.
She's wisened up, and realized that if
she chooses to celebrate it at a later date,
she gets TWO special days with foods that she loves.
We'll celebrate her birthday next week. She's fifteen now.
That's hard to believe. It seems like SHE should be turning three. Sigh.
My parents came to our house for Thanksgiving. The weather was horrid with torrential rains and wind, but we really had a lovely time inside. Here's Miss Mariam talking with Grandpa - who is thrilled to be able to drive again after two months of being a "shut-in."
I tried a few new things this year, and learned that I'm still capable of learning new tricks. I followed the instructions of my friend Connie, and brined our turkey. It was very tasty. I liked the quick baking time. I also finally conquered pie crust, thanks to Suzanne McMinn at Chickens in the Road. I have feared pie crust my entire life. I sense that my life has now changed, and I will be responsible for bringing pies to every family gathering. (Wait a minute...what have I done? Do I want to be responsible for pies for the rest of my life? Should I rethink this?)
And finally, in other news, have you met the twins?