Filtering through colors.
Pinning photos and laying out stripe options using Valspar's colors and Word.
Measuring (what would I have done without you, Imelda??).
Taping and taping and re-taping.
Sealing the tape. (This is the tutorial I followed.
I sealed it with the base color, just fyi, aaaand it worked!)
by Elsie N. Brady
How silently they tumble down
And come to rest upon the ground
To lay a carpet, rich and rare,
Beneath the trees without a care,
Content to sleep, their work well done,
Colors gleaming in the sun.
At other times, they wildly fly
Until they nearly reach the sky.
Jaeda Jane Steele graced us with her presence on July 27, 2012.
Many thanks to Jessica Manduka for her brilliant camera work
(and allowing James to just be husband/dad for these moments).
These photos by James.
father & son
::man talk outside::
mom & daughter
::oh sweetheart, we can't wait to meet you!::
mom & son & daughter
::this is as cooperative as he would be::
mom & son & daughter: take II
::you can't tell I forced that hug, can you?::
I grew up a baller. A basket-baller, to be precise.
So I dribbled quite a bit.
However, when James and I had a babymoon a couple weekends ago
and we left Corban in the care of my family,
they had multiple soccer games that he attended
and apparently learned from.
We took a refreshing babymoon in Holland, MI, a couple months before Corban arrived to spend some dedicated time reflecting on our current lives, the pending changes, praying for our new child, and sleeping. (Haha!) Well, this weekend, we did it again, only we did it...
SENIOR FLUTE RECITAL
Several weekends ago, we drove down to OSU to watch Erin's senior recital. It.was.incredible! We always knew we had a great performer in the family (James' mom is a fabulous flutist as well!), but this recital just blew us away! Corban did well listening and...
Though not my (James) proudest running moment, the race was bitter sweet. Bitter in that I ran nearly 20 minutes slower than I did two years ago and sweet because finishing a half marathon is a fete in and of itself. With 30,000+ runners the race...
We had a nice blustery day this past weekend.
So James pulled out his most beloved kite
and shared one of his favorite pastimes with his son.
Corban loved it!
He didn't even know that the wind wasn't completely cooperative.
(I'm sure Murphy was involved in some capacity. Ugh.)