GO VOTE....RIGHT NOW....PLEASE!!!!

In my sidebar there is a "vote now" button. This is VERY important. There is a law being written that states that after August 2009 it will be illegal to have a handmade item for a child under the age of 12 in our great United States. This includes toys, clothing, booties, blankets....anything you basically find on ETSY for kids and babies. We will not be able to give handmade gifts for showers, birthdays or holidays. The law was written to protect us from lead and other imported nasties. Obviously it needs to be rewritten. I will move to Canada if this law goes through. I cannot imagine my personal world without handmade items. Please go vote so we can change this law. It is very important to me and many other Mom's across this country!!!

Sad, but true....

Every year I say I won't do this.... but every year I stay awake until wee hours trying to get things finished for Christmas Day!

I hope your holidays are perfectly wonderful!

xoxoxo,
Amy

Family Christmas Party!

The PRINCESS is finally four!

Brighton Hannah Summers (Super-hero Princess). Where do I start with Nanna? Well, I'll start at the beginning. Nanna is named after my Grandma Hannah Hazel Scott. As I've mentioned before, she was my favorite person ever and I think about her every day. I think my Grandma must have had a very hard time letting her go from heaven, because Nan was VERY hard to get here. I wasn't sure if she would ever be mine! I knew there was a Hannah somewhere for me...I kept fighting and fighting and after many, many miscarriages I became pregnant with my Hannah. I felt instantly at peace because I knew this one would be okay. I sang to her everyday while she grew in me. I knew she was a girl, I never even doubted it. I even knew her name was Hannah. Then I dreamed about a beautiful light haired, hazel eyed little girl named Brighton. I knew that this was my baby and that her name was supposed to be Brighton Hannah. From the minute she was born I called her Nanna. She isn't just Brighton to me. She's my Hannah. But her name fits her...she "brightens" up the room the minute she dances in. And yes, she doesn't walk, she dances. She loves everything girly, doesn't realize that little girls can't always do what big sisters do. (She does it any way!) She loves make-up, dressing up, and changing clothes (about 10 times a day!) There are just not enough accessories in the world for Nanna. The world just doesn't move fast enough and you can see the curiousness in her eyes. She refuses to leave the house without lip gloss. (I tell her every day she is too pretty for everything except lip gloss!) She is every little bit feminine that I am lacking. It is just a part of who she is and I LOVE it. She will share anything, loves babies, wants to help do everything and hates to clean her room. She says it isn't mess, it's just her stuff. (Where do you think she came up with that?) Nanna is always good for a snuggle, she comes and climbs in our bed every morning (If she ever makes it out the night before!) Nanna doesn't look a thing like me, but she processes things the same way I do, and I believe she inherited my ability to see beauty everywhere. She gets so excited over things that I don't always see and she helps me to see them too. I love the world through Nanna's eyes. Nanna doesn't have an ounce of stage fright, loves to be the center of attention and I know she will do great things in her own time. I am thankful everyday that I kept trying, it was worth absolutely everything. I love you Brighton Hannah! Happy 4th Birthday!

Randomness

I'm way too busy to take new pictures, so please enjoy this random pic from my stash! Poor Mialeigh, I don't think she knows how to play the piano without "help"!

Today is my baby brother's birthday. Obviously he isn't a baby anymore, he got married last year and now they are expecting their first baby :) Happy Birthday Big D!

Now that we are on the subject of babies...I get to babysit my newborn niece a few days a week! Brian went out and pulled out the pack'n'play, bouncer seat, and other assorted little objects that haven't been seen around here for quite some time. My house looks a little more normal to me now. (Pack'n'play set up in the living room!) Wish me luck, she's only 3 weeks old! I'm very, very excited! (Can you tell?)

Warning...Possible Future Therapy Issue:

I have no idea where she learned this. Who could she possibly know that is this freakish about ownership of a drink??? :)

I am thankful for...

My family. Every day they make me proud to call them mine.

My home. When you lose everything, you learn the hard way what is actually important... and it isn't the mansion on the hill. Love really does grow best in little houses.

My hands. They have provided a constant source of comfort when my body stopped working the way it is supposed to. Yarn is magic in my fingers.

My ability to find beauty in the most random things. I consider this my greatest talent.

So, so many more things too numerous to mention.
I am very blessed, even in my darkest hour, I can always find many things to be thankful for.

May you always have much to be thankful for.

Happy Thanksgiving!






Note: Of course there has to be something negative. Here it is, my HUGE pet peeve of the day...
Christmas decorations should not even leave the storage shed until the day after Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is a very under-rated holiday. Let it have it's glory before you let Christmas throw up in your house and ESPECIALLY in your yard. You know who you are. Come on, there only needs to be one Griswold family. One big stupid blow up thing is plenty. Really, plenty. That being said, anyone who knows my husband probably knows he is terrified of heights. We are the red neck family who leaves our christmas lights up year round. (BUT I DON'T TURN THEM ON UNTIL AFTER THANKSGIVING TURKEY!!!)