Wednesday, September 29, 2010


Do you know what I did the day the girls went back to school?  I decorated for Halloween.  The date was September 9.  I tried to wait for the girls to come home from school so they could help me, but as I unpacked the boxes the mantle called out to me.  I was weak. I gave in.

 Glittery skulls were carefully placed randomly dumped into a vase.

 Glass beads filled another vase.

 I bought some really cheap brown paper mache skulls from Michael's,  painted them white, then coated them in glitter.  On the bottom of the basket is a strand of  purple and orange lights.  On top of that is the same creepy, black wiry stuff that hides the wire on the mantle. 
 Here's the basket at night...

Happy haunting!

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Who took my little girl?

"Having a daughter is like planting seeds from an unmarked packet.  You vaguely believe that you are going to get daisies.  Instead, you get orchids, morning glories, sunflowers, roses...But all beautiful. Like you" ~Pam Brown

The weirdest thing happened.  Just yesterday I gave birth to a beautiful 7 pound little girl and today she boarded the bus and went to middle school.  She set out her clothes last night , modeled 3 pairs of shoes and asked which went better with her outfit.  This morning she applied lip gloss (clear..I'm not ready for color) and misted herself with cherry blossom body spray.  She slipped her carefully labeled binders into her backpack, along with other girlie necessities like a mirror and a butterfly adorned day planner.  She is 5' 2" and 72 pounds thanks to the genes she inherited from her Auntie Vicki who inherited them from her Auntie Ange.  The stuffed animals that used to pack her bed at night  now sit in a basket, unloved. The pony bead & pipe cleaner bracelets have been replaced by hoops and studs from Claire's. The Disney Princess glitter makeup has been discarded. She no longer smells like Johnson's baby soap.  She has her own products with names like warm vanilla sugar and coconut/lime.  Her chubby little fingers that once grasped chunky paint brushes have grown into  long, lean fingers that play the piano beautifully.  Elmo and Dora were dumped long ago along with their respective theme songs.  Words and phrases like "whatever", "BFF", "LOL", and "sweet" are part of her every day vernacular.  She no longer asks for Barbies or Polly Pockets.  She wants a cell phone.  "Will you color with me?" has become, "will you paint my nails?"  She calls me "Mom" instead of "Mommy".  She is growing up but she's still, and will always be, my baby. 

She is a tween and like all tweens, she has mastered such skills as the eye roll and the exasperated sigh. She annoys her sister and they really annoy her. There were days this summer when I couldn't wait for the school year to start. I'd like to take that back.
Her bus came at 6:45 which is the time Todd leaves for work, so he accompanied her to the bus stop.  I probably would have embarrassed her.  I held back my tears until they walked out the door but Todd glanced back, knowing what he would see. 

This picture is one of favorites.  Jacey said she put makeup on her face to look pretty.  Bryn wanted some so Jacey happily obliged.  The 'makeup' is marker.