She's very talented. You can view her etsy shop, Smart Lil Cookie, to get a feel for things to come. Her first tutorial includes a step-by-step on how to make these gorgeous glittered Christmas tree tags.
Dylan was ready to make his jack-o-lantern the moment he got home. I mean the moment he got home. I love to see him so excited about things. I think his favorite part was getting all the pumpkin seeds out. He was saying they were pumpkin brains. A little funny that made me giggle: Dylan asked me if we take the pumpkins brains out will it turn into a pumpkin zombie? Ha!
And then oh lord, I turned around for half a second and he was stabbing the thing to death. Ahhh! There are probably about 80 random stab marks all over. See that piece of paper laying in the background? Yeah, Dylan was not having that. We were not drawing a face first. So I had to breathe, remind myself he's 4 years old, and not everything has to be perfect and just let him go at it. It's a personal problem I have in me about these type things, it happens with coloring Easter eggs too.
Isn't this just pitiful? He tells me we are all done and to take a picture. Right at this exact moment, he realized Moppo only had one eye. Besides the fact there's no mouth or nose, Moppo must have two eyes. Back to carving!
So we get the next eye in, I scramble around finding a candle and such, and Dylan is totally over having anymore pictures taken. Isn't that how it goes? This is his "you're lame, Mom" look you're seeing now. Oh teenage years are going to be so much fun. <>
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Number One Daddy-O
How I like to start my day: on the back porch with a cuppa with ice cubes so I can drink it right then!
Cliff working on the back yard in peace before the kids wake up. The entire back of the truck is filled to the top and he's no where near done.
Dylan is thrilled checking out his Easter basket! He said he saw the Easter Bunny while he was sleeping and that he's a pink boy one.
Easter egg hunt in the front yard. Almost all of these pictures are Dylan holding an egg just like this in front of his face telling me what color the egg is.
If you look closely in the air in the upper left hand side, you'll see a flying yellow egg. Also notice the eggs in the lower right hand side. Uh, yeah, Cliff and Dylan started an egg throwing fight. Typical of them two!
Cliff got a hair in his butt (ha ha, I kill myself with cheesy puns) and decided to shave the dog. Wilson loved it and looks like a little puppy now.
Dylan doing some birdwatching with his binoculars. He claims to have seen a red eyed sloth bird.
Their Great Grandma Joan stops by to visit. Dylan decides to go to her house to play for a few hours.
Mandatory self portrait in the car with Hubs too. I absolutely love over sized glasses and don't care how ridiculous I look. 
Liberty Mutual is on my street corner and every day until Tax Day we see this guy advertising for them. He happily posed for this picture I took while at the stop sign.
Stopped by my Momma's house to pick up the boy's Easter baskets. She was happy to get a little one on one time with Sam.
Finishing our day off playing with Dylan's new chalks and watching Amazing Race. I think those two girls in the background on the t.v. (the basketball player team) are floating by and oughta be out already. It was a non-elimination round with the short stuntmen team more than likely set up to lose on the next episode.
This is a little sleeper my scrappy friend, Denise, got for Sam just in time for Valentine's Day. Of course, me being a scrapbooker, I had to take pictures of him in it. So cutie and sweet.
Knowing Denise's humor, I know she would find Sam's facial expression funny in this one. Just had to include this one on the post. It's like he is saying, "Why Mom, Why?!"
My mom wanted us to get out of the house, otherwise known as "I want the grandkids to myself", so she babysat the kiddies and insisting paying for us to go on a lunch date together for Valentine's Day. Sadly, the other grandparents had Dylan over for a sleep-over the night before and Dylan woke up at 4 AM; so he was knocked out asleep by noon at my Mom's house. Then, Samuel was fed the moment he got to her house and slept the entire time too. Mom was a little pouty about it all I think.
We took our little lunch date to Cracker Barrel. Is that nerdy? Not some fancy Italian restaurant or anything, but it's what we really wanted. We both go for there just for the french toast. And hey, look! We match in our green!
I won 10 SwagBucks! That's never happened before. Made me all cheery! Well, until I realized I can't spell.
I don't cook as I don't want people in the ER. Cliff is usually great with making food. He worked at almost every restaurant in town before his job with the base. He made a Macaroni Casserole, but forgot to double the cheese. Yuck! He also made a Chocolate Pudding Pie, but put too much milk. Not yuck, just not a pretty pie once you cut it. I say oh well. 
Mom had so much food that it was okay. And hey! Guess what? I usually HATE green bean casserole, but always take a bite thinking I will like it. It smells good and I love green beans, but ugh! This year, the grocery store ran out of cream of mushroom so Momma used cream of chicken instead and I LOVED IT. I hope she makes it that way again.
A bunch of us were in grumpy moods, me included, before the feast. We were all starving I suppose. Here's all of us grumpy butts watching football. It cracked us up how much Grandma had kept up with football this year. Her and Dad were going back and forth about this quarterback, etc.
Dylan kind of understood Thanksgiving this year, mostly on part of Noggin. He was thankful for his Momma and Daddy he said. :) He was in a silly mood with his Meme. She can always get him in a good mood. He knows when he sees his Meme that she is gonna feed him good, especially on TURKEY DAY!
My little brother. who is so love with his girlfriend right now, pulled himself away from her for Thanksgiving. I'm just teasing at him, but good grief, I don't remember being like that in the lovey-dovey phase with Cliff. It's even more weird to think that when I was my brother's age, I was already married and pregnant with Dylan. I so cannot imagine him being in that stage of his life. Obligatory self-portrait of us. His 21st birthday is coming up soon. He's still my little brother though. :)
