Santa Claus

Emery got to see Santa this year. And even though I thought he'd probably refuse to sit on his lap and/or cry, he didn't! He was hesitant, but did great! When Santa asked him what he wanted for Christmas he said, "Candy."

Merry Christmas!

Just in case

I made up a little first aid kit with a clear vinyl front for my trip. You know, just in case!

I put bandaids (even though Emery HATES them-we may need them), neosporin, tylenol, tweezers, clippers, chapstick, etc inside.

I think it will be kinda handy!

One more Christmas present

I've been wanting to make this car cozie and finally got around to it while Emery was at Joy School today. Hopefully it will be fun to play with while we travel to and from Utah/Nevada for Christmas! You can find the tutorial I used HERE.
Find some more things I made at my other blog handmadebyjulie

Handmade Christmas

I decided to make Emery some felt mail for Christmas this year. They weren't too hard and only took a few hours this afternoon. I found the tutorial HERE if you want to make some too!

Great Harvest Bread

I recently discovered a Great Harvest Bread Co. near where I live. Mmm, fresh warm bread -and free samples too! It reminds me of Utah! And driver's ed (we used to drive 20 minutes down Redwood Rd. and stop to get free samples at the Great Harvest. Hey- it wasn't my idea, it was the teacher's! But I didn't mind! I was always hungry for an after-school snack!)
Today Emery and I stopped by and picked up a regular loaf of white bread. We usually just get the sliced wheat bread at the grocery store and Emery likes it alright since it's what he's always known. When we got home I sliced up some of the white bread and gave Emery a piece. He really liked it and was busy eating so I went upstairs to gather some laundry. A few minutes later I hear him running up the stairs and yelling for me. I thought maybe he'd gotten hurt or something but he runs up to me and says, "Mom, can I have some more of that special bread?"
Who knew plain white bread could be so special :)

Ode to the Mailman

Mr. Mailman,
I'm not sure why you got stuck with this old clunker, but I can always hear you coming--at 5:00pm everyday.

Which gives me time to run out and put my letters in the box that I forgot to put in this morning.

Thanks Mr. Mailman!