Hidden Treasure

I found this blanket in storage the other day. I forgot it was even there. I made this blanket one evening when I was barely pregnant with my first baby three years ago. The baby was a boy, not a baby anymore, so I folded it up and put away. I made this blanket from $1/yard fabric and didn't want to worry about getting the squares cut and sewn perfectly. I just threw it all together, uneven and all and I think it turned out pretty cute.

Pseudo Sidewalk Chalk

The sidewalk chalk had been neglected to be put away (hid) the other day. Dallin found it and really wanted to color. I didn't want to go outside at the moment so we got out some black paper and colored at the kitchen table. I later noticed that it was raining outside, so I didn't feel too bad about not taking the chalk outside.
Dallin has so much fun and made a huge mess. But I found out that chalk is really easy to clean up, BONUS! It doesn't stain clothes, walls, carpet, or anything else that a marker or even a crayon would. Coloring with chalk is now our favorite thing to do! Of course he got chalk dust all over his face and he was really cute about it! He loved to see his name written and also LOVED the cars and trucks (his latest obsession) that I tried to draw for him.
We showed Paul our art when he got home from work that night. We thought that this would make a great quiet time activity to do during general conference. It turns out, Paul was more interested in coloring with chalk during conference than Dallin was. He drew me a really pretty flower and then was embarrassed when I took a picture of it!

Tired, Pregnant, "Single", Stay-at-Home Mom

That's what I am this week. Paul has gone on a business trip until Thursday, so Dallin and I are chillin' all week by ourselves. Paul is such an amazing husband and father and he helps out so much. When he is gone, we REALLY feel his absence! We are going to go to the store today to buy Playdough to mush, treats to scarf, ready-made-dinners because I am already feeling lazy, and fabric to sew, sew, sew because that is all I feel like doing. I am sure that McDonald's and Wendy's will see us a lot as well. Unless my nesting energy kicks in, we are going to have a major fat-dog week. And I have already warned neighbors and friends that they might just be seeing us a whole lot this week.

Speaking of sewing. I have burned myself out reading, so all books are set aside and my crochet hooks and sewing machine are out in full force. I will have to take some pictures for my other blog, neglected as it feels, and show you all what I have been up to.

We had a pretty good Conference weekend. It is always such a great uplift to hear the Prophet and our other leaders speak! It was amazing to Paul and I how they all talked about the same thing.....not really, but to us there were some major things that stuck out. And we are so grateful for the guidance that we receive. Conference weekend, however, is always somewhat hard for us. This weekend is usually so focused around our families, that being away, we always get a bit homesick and miss our families. I called my mom yesterday between sessions and asked her what they were going to eat for dinner (I always do this, my family cooks yummy stuff, a lot). She mentioned that they were making peach cobbler, oh yeah! The good stuff. So I went to my kitchen and made peach cobbler as well. Somehow, I felt like I was home again. And, yes, it was quite tasty! Maybe that's what we'll have for lunch.

On another random note: I am so glad that blogger has spell check.

Winkie the Weiner Dog

Winkie and Dallin - Best Friends Forever

Apple Pickin'

This weekend, we packed a picnic and drove to Paris (Kentucky, darn it) to an u-pick apple orchard farm. Seeing as both Paul and I have access to many apple trees in Utah, we were laughing that we would go pay to pick apples. But we wanted to do something fun for Dallin.

Paul and Dallin had fun walking up and down the rows of trees and picking the apples while I manned the wagon, camcorder and already picked apples on the sidelines. And, yes, this is probably the only picture that you will see of me PG unless I get one where I look like a super model. Dallin loved prancing among the pumpkins and tried to pick every one of them up. We had a fun picnic among the cool old rocking chairs on the wrap-around porch of the gift shop.
We ate yummy ice cream made from the black raspberries and peaches that came from the farm earlier in the season. Look what a cute little piggy he would make!
On the way home, we stopped in town in Paris and looked around some antique shops on Main Street. On our way out, we found THE DUNCAN TAVERN!!
We didn't get the chance to go inside, but found out that this cool old building (we didn't take this pic) was built before Kentucky was even a state and that it has been up and running ever since. Right now, it is a museum, gift shop, library, and genealogy center. We definitely plan on going to Paris again to visit the inside of the Duncan tavern. Who knows, maybe Paul's great, great, great, great, great grandfather built the place! On the way home, Dallin fell asleep reading his books. He is such a funny kid.

My two snuggle buddies...

Invasion

Dear Ant Family,

I hope you have enjoyed your stay in our home today. I feel the need to apologize to you and your relatives for sucking you all up with my vacuum, but it was necessary. Now, it is time to go, little ants. I know that Dallin is really good at leaving yummy crumbs all over the place for you pick up and drag along. But you know that your end will come soon if you keep coming back. The piles of crumbs that you have so painstakingly collected and stacked will be vacuum-ized. So please, please, please, stop coming back. I feel cruel in saying this, but you are not wanted here.

Regretfully,

The Duncan Home