I Am Blessed

Miss Olive
Blessing Day 2/7/10
I’m absolutely loving this print that I got Dave for his birthday. And being a connoisseur of good typography (he’d rather die than use papyrus or comic sans) he likes it too. Today I put it in a frame and hung it up.

I got it from this Etsy shop, The Wheatfield, which is filled with lots of great art. I especially love the posters “You Are My Sunshine” and “Be Kind to Others.”
I think I’m going to start putting art like that up in our home. Not only do I need those reminders, but it can’t hurt for our girls to see/read them on a daily basis as well. I wonder if I could find one that says, “Don’t drive mom crazy today.”
So a good friend of mine just had a baby girl. Ruby. Isn’t that just the most adorable name? Well, the name fits this precious little girl.

I can honestly say that she is a beautiful newborn.

She has so much hair and long eyelashes, not to mention the most perfect little mouth.

Can you tell she’s not a big fan of being swaddled?

After awhile, big brother woke up from his nap and came downstairs to reclaim his territory (from me mostly).

I think Ruby will have him wrapped around her cute little finger in no time.

Thanks for sharing her with me Kelly!
And I am seriously addicted to buying fabric.

These fat quarters are from Heather Bailey’s Nicey Jane line.
I need more.
Like I said, I’m addicted.
No offense to Holly and her Google commercial, but THIS is the best commercial I’ve seen in a long, long time.
Olive has been on an amazing sleeping streak the last few weeks. I kept thinking it was just a fluke and that if I said anything out loud I would jinx it. It’s become another one of the many reasons why I love her so much. Easy baby=happy mommy.
When she wakes up in the morning Dave brings her into bed with me. She eats, hangs out, kicks, squeals, smiles and then falls back to sleep. If the stars are aligned, I can sneak away and leave her there to nap, while I get ready for the day.

But today, I didn’t want to sneak away. I wanted to lay there with her, stare at her little face, kiss those chubby cheeks, and maybe sneak in a few more minutes of sleep myself.

Then Gwen came in. “Mom, my diaper is wet.”

So I drag myself out of bed, away from this little piece of heaven, to go clean her sister’s bum. And these are the days of my life.
When I was taking Olive’s three month pictures, Gwen was really wanting in on the action.




Since you are turning one year older, I thought I’d show a video from two years ago. That way you won’t feel so old.
Happy Birthday and big nubs.
Untitled from David Lesue on Vimeo.
I thought that this was the best commercial during the Super Bowl.
I cry almost every time I watch it.