Confession

Hi, my name is Sarah, and I haven't posted or read a blog in fifteen days....

Things I Like...

One of the things that really bugs me about elementary school is all the papers. Oh, my goodness do we have papers.

 

What to save, what to toss... It's a big dilemma for a saver like myself.

 

And how to store what I've decided to save?  ARGH! It drives me crazy.

 

As for this paper that came home with Isabelle, I think I'll be saving it.

 

Isabelle loves all things "princess". If it's pink, ruffled, laced, glitter or sequined, she's all about it. Oh, and shoes. She loves shoes. So much, that she thanked God for them Sunday night at communion. Yes, yes she did.
I was a little surprised when she brought this piece of "art" home, and it was totally void of all the things she usually "likes".

When we were talking about each picture she put on her page, She said she likes to ride horses. mmh hmm. Princess ride horses.

A form-fitting cocktail dress? She liked the color.

And that, brought us to this:

Yup. She likes cowboys.
Singing cowboys.

I think her daddy has his work cut out for him!

Bribery or Creative Parenting?

This poor lonely little blog.

 

Our life has exploded, and it's all I can do to keep these people in food and clean underwear.

 

It is my goal to get back to blogging on a regular basis. I need the quiet time! But my crazy life is not what this post is about. It's about Jackson. The baby of our family and how he gets "Whatever he wants".

 

 

When school started back up again, my friend Rita graciously agreed to watch Jackson for me while I worked.

 

Jackson knows Rita, and likes to go to her house. But neither of those things kept him from crying and clinging to me every. single. time. I dropped him off.  Ugh. Not the best start to my day.

 

So I decided to utilize a tip from my friend T.

 

I pulled out some fabric and whipped him up this great little drawstring bag:

 

 

I've been trying my hand at machine applique- I need some more practice.

The bag is just about as big as he is!

Then, I took him to the "Boy store" (Big R and Tractor Supply) to pick out some animals to take to Rita's in his bag. The Schleich animals are his favorites.

He was sure he needed a shaggy horse

and a horned cow.

Fifty dollars and a few animals later, he now has a bag of toys he leaves at Rita's house.

He hasn't cried since.