.::still blinking::.

I planted these in the fall. I am so happy to see them this almost-spring.

Me and the garden flowers, we are having a love affair.

:: little boys learning to take pictures ::

:: relaxing weekends in logan ::

:: seeing anew :: warmth :: white :: light :: cleverness ::

:: new warm socks :: worn two days in a row :: don’t tell ::

:: learning to knit :: thank you ::

:: falling into dream land almost instantly ::

Well hello new favorite friend?

What is that?

You want to follow me around today as I do utterly mundane things.

You don’t mind watching me scrub toilets and blow out my hair.

You will keep me energized while collecting masses of my hair from every corner of the bathroom, each and every bathroom?

And you aren’t going to make any comments about how my butt looks nothing like Cameron Diaz butt?

You know, diet pepsi, you and I are going to be good friends.

Today we had a new friend come over to play because the regular was not home, you know who you are.

Gentry and friend (I had two man cubs in the house) were so loud and wild. I was amazed. Gentry was good, for a while and then towards the end he turned into… Well a gelatinous ball of tears and stubborn buggers. He would not share. He would lay on his toys so the friend could not play with them. He was just a little meanie.

I started to threaten him that he needed to share or his friend was going to have to go home. The friend, not wanting to go home, started giving more toys to Gentry. He was bringing his sacrifice to the altar and the Gentry from on high was not happy with the offering.

To bad for Gentry the master of the house was not up for dealing with it. I slapped a pull-up on his little bottom and put him in bed.

Now I must go and shower and wash the grime off my body. I don’t want these ladies to throw up this evening from the lovely waftings of B.O. and buggers and tears.

Hello beautiful woman.

Nice stump.

Also, the mini arm is rather charming.

Does anyone want one of these? They are posters (13×19) I made for the wards in my stake and the laminating did not work out like I wanted. So they are in different stages of laminating distress, meaning the laminating peeled off of the front or the back or both. But they are still beautiful posters.

They have the yearly scriptural theme for the the Young Women on them.

If you live in the valley, you know who you are, we can meet and I can just give one to you. If you live somewhere else and want it delivered, would you, could you, possibly pay for shipping? We could figure it out using paypal.

I have five. I have one left.

If you are interested email me at makayla (at) makaylachristine (dot) com.

I know I am doing a decent job when Gentry pushes his friend off the stool, starts crying, puts himself in time out. Then when I go to see what has happened, he is telling the the friend not to talk to him, he was naughty and is now in time out.

My soul delighteth in the things of the Lord; and my heart pondereth continually upon the things which I have seen and heard.
2 Nephi 4:16

The photo is Count Me Downfrom rebeccamissing’s.

:: hearing my baby snore and knowing who he learned it from ::

:: little running shoes so a small guy can go faster ::

:: small friends to share the afternoons with ::

:: aunts who listen and really care ::

:: learning a little boy is not being naughty when he is just being a little boy :: also learning a little boy is not being naughty when he is just being spiderman ::

:: having spiderdman at my house to protect me ::

:: spending an hour in the toy section touching all the buttons ::

:: falling asleep while touching toes :: knowing he will always want to fall asleep with me, that way ::