K made the blankets and also sent some booties, a taggie, and a couple rattles. Isla's first mail delivery!
My mom found these pillows I made years ago--probably when I was in junior high--and asked if I wanted to use them. I have some mending to do on them after their trip through the washing machine, but I'll see if we can find a place for them in Isla's room.
I tried taking some pictures of the pups today for Christmas cards, but they weren't terribly cooperative.
One of the doctors P works with brought him a BabyBjorn Babysitter this week. More than a bouncy, Isla will be able to use this until she's about 2 years old. Thanks Dr and Mrs V!
A and I did some massive shopping last weekend. Ok, I did a lot of shopping and A did a lot of looking. Winston is one of the things that came home with me. He's huge and SO soft. We found him at the JCPenney Catalog Outlet store. He takes up the entire rocking chair--I'm not sure where he'll sit when I need the rocking chair--probably on top of the toy chest.
We also found this adorable little cow while we were in St. Charles. She's a learn to dress doll--there's a button, a zipper, some velcro. Too cute not to purchase!
And another song had me tearing up in the car last week.
More Beautiful You....
Little girl fourteen flipping through a magazine
Says she wants to look that way
But her hair isn't straight her body isn't fake
And she's always felt overweight
Well little girl fourteen I wish that you could see
That beauty is within your heart
And you were made with such care your skin your body and your hair
Are perfect just the way they are
There could never be a more beautiful you
Don't buy the lies disguises and hoops they make you jump through
You were made to fill a purpose that only you could do
So there could never be a more beautiful you
Little girl twenty-one the things that you've already done
Anything to get ahead
And you say you've got a man but he's got another plan
Only wants what you will do instead
Well little girl twenty-one you never thought that this would come
You starve yourself to play the part
But I can promise you there's a man whose love is true
And he'll treat you like the jewel you are
So turn around you're not too far
To back away be who you are
To change your path go another way
It's not too late you can be saved
If you feel depressed with past regrets
The shameful nights hope to forget
Can disappear they can all be washed away
By the one who's strong can right your wrongs
Can rid your fears dry all your tears
And change the way you look at this big world
He will take your dark distorted view
And with His light He will show you truth
And again you'll see through the eyes of a little girl
I should really learn how to actually play the song on here.
I'm starting to get anxious about everything that needs to be done around here. As of today, we expect Isla month after next. That seems so soon compared to "in about 3 months" like it was last week. Those holiday things are coming up as well. I'm trying to finish Christmas and December birthday shopping--I like to be done by Thanksgiving anyway. I sorted through presents to see what I have and what I need last night and also started wrapping some. I was hoping in the course of sorting through my stash of presents I'd find the alarm clock, the sweaters, and some of the other stuff I've lost in this house in the past few months, but no such luck.
Going to go put another coat of primer on Isla's closet doors. Her cousin R is going to paint some type of picture on them for us and I need to take them to her.
Later--
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