What a difference

3 years makes! I can hardly believe it...you were so little

and helpless {at home under bililights}

And now...well I just can't help admitting that you are my absolute, without a doubt favorite son!!

Happy 3 JimmyB!!

Grannie Panties

Ok, ok so not actually panties-more like grannie hatties. I was originally making this hat for my sister but, once complete, Tug decided it looks like it should be for an old lady. He says knitting with holes in it (aka mostly lace) makes him think of grandmas. Well, once he said that I decided I would indeed not give it to my sister (sorry nee) but I am curious as to your general opinion...is lace just for oldies?

{it looks kinda weird and high but that is just because it is too big for her}

Yo yo yo yo baby pops...she is down with the lace!

hat pattern here

This might save my marriage

Tug and I have a good relationship. We get along well and generally enjoy each others company. Now, if you don't know us too well, our love language might be slightly confusing but it is there (love that is). However, if there is one thing that sends us both over the edge-I mean really causes a fight-it is when we are out and decide to grab a bite to eat. Deciding to grab a bite to eat isn't a big deal but saying "Where do you want to go?", now thems fighting words. See, he thinks I should choose; I think he should choose, and yes deciding Burger King or Wendy's is hard. Seriously folks, it ain't pretty. Well tonight he was watching TV and paused a commercial that he said I had to see...

Now, I don't have an Iphone (um, I don't even have a cell phone) but for that feature alone I need me one!!

The winter of our discontent

Well, I have a feeling it will be more than one winter but so be it. The girls were playing some sort of President game today 

{r} Pretend you are 19 and you are the President. And pretend those people are wearing an Obama and a Biden mask but it wasn't really them. "Yes, Mace Moravec, how does it feel to be 19 and the President here on Hillary Lane?" 

{l} "Well, I am proud. But you will be sad because taxes are going up." (wow, I think they got all the bases covered)!

They have been asking questions all day but the gist boiled down to {r} saying "Obama won and we don't like Obama" to which I corrected "No, it isn't that we don't like Obama, we just don't believe in the same things he does. You still need to pray for him every night though like you do for our current President." I didn't say what I was thinking-hopefully God answers those prayers how we want. 

Anywho...it's done and so am I. Back to that winter thing and the hats. This is {s}'s hat for this year...basically a hat/scarf combo. 

Surprisingly she kept it on when we went on a walk yesterday. You can sort of see in the picture that she is sick (as well as {j}), mostly just snot-nosed. She has a doctor appointment tomorrow, not for being sick but because I finally got around to scheduling a doctor appointment. She missed her one year checkup which means she is behind on shots though I don't know if they will give them to her since she has been sick (though she hasn't had a fever and I think that is when they will skip them).
pattern here

Mourning

It started yesterday, I switched to black, I had no hope. Last night I was proven right. I will have his audacity to hope, though, that he proves me wrong about who he is. I hope he doesn't do to our country what I think he will. 

I fear though that he isn't the Messiah but instead a typical politician. I think I got a glimpse of it last night when, in his acceptance speech, he switched from this being the moment the earth began to be healed and the waters began to recede to instead being a time when he might not be able to get it all done quickly and perhaps not even in this term. Kinda like a movie when at the end the bad guy is presumed dead but you aren't sure-leaving the option for a sequel. In 4 years we are going to hear "Remember way back in 2008 I told you it might not all be done in the first term, to have patience, and you nodded, tears streaming down. Well, I need the next 4 years. And, who knows, perhaps I need 4 years after that....let's have a looksy at that Constitution thingy, folks." 

Let's see if the Dems still think it patriotic to dissent...and to do so (like them) loudly. Or let us see if that only applies to them which will be proven if they, once again, try and push through the Fairness Doctrine. 

Did anyone see his speech last night? I have heard the interjecting style before but can't place it (when he kept saying 'yes we can' or whatever phrase it was). Who is it modeled after-besides that awesome music video?**

And so it begins...a new era in America. Or perhaps just a continuation but on a grander scale. The culture of death is alive and well. We just elected the most pro-choice Senator on record, all abortion initiatives in the country were defeated and this grand state became the second to legalize assisted suicide. 

It could be worse. I could live in MN where Al Franken is threatening to become a Senator. I think I will keep the blog black-at least for one more day. 

**though I am sure her style is modeled after someone else, I remember now where I have heard this before. It was during the Virginia Tech memorial when a lady read a poem and kept saying 'we are Va Tech'

Mad Hatter

It has been a hat factory here recently. I have knit {j} and {s} both hats as well as both older girls. Those have been intentional hats. Don't you hate, though, when you are knitting an adult hat only to find it fits your six year old. ANNOYING!!Did I ever show you her teeth, or lack thereof?
And here are some booties and a blanket I made for a friend who just had a baby girl! Congrats Christine!!

hat

booties

Trick or Treaters

This year was {j}'s first trick or treating. The past two years (in OR) our homeschool group had their All Saints Party on Halloween night so we went to that. Here the All Saints Party isn't going to be until Nov. 9 so the kids went trick or treating. I stayed home with {s} who is sick (s, j, and I are/getting sick). Tug went with the kids and from what I hear they had fun. Lots of people thought the girls were nuns. One lady asked which one flew and at another house a lady made her entire family come out and see the nuns. The girls kept correcting people. {j} loved ringing the doorbell and said to Tug "I ring bell, they give me candy!" Unfortunately one of the times while {j} ran ahead yelling "I ring the doorbell, I ring the bell" Tug heard a thud and it was {j}'s face hitting the concrete. He came home and the girls went back out, but he had fun seeing the kids and handing out candy. 

{j}'s St. Michael costume looks like it will fit {s}...hopefully I can make some adjustments in time for the All Saints Party. {r} didn't want to wear her crown, perhaps had she people wouldn't have mistaken her for a nun. 

OH yeah, our first visitor of the day was the man who owns the home. Apparently he has a lot of masks so he brought them over (along with some candy) for the kids to see since he and his wife spent last night at Adoration (they live around the corner so, had they been home, we would have seen them t or t'ing). This is how he came to the door.

Duh of the day

Barack Obama's senior advisers have drawn up plans to lower expectations for his presidency if he wins next week's election, amid concerns that many of his euphoric supporters are harboring unrealistic hopes of what he can achieve.

You don't say. I mean they are worshiping him as if he were God, do they really not know it is likely he can't deliver?

And in funny of the day 

What a coward of a dad to send his child to steal a sign and replace it with another. Talk about teaching values!!