But I thought I was crafty!

We're having a bake sale at the Messenger, and I got served.
Not served as in someone giving me yummy samples of brownies, muffins, cakes and pies.
Served as in totally outdone.
We've got some crafty ladies up here, and they went all out on their food and displays. Someone fashioned a cute container out of a paint can. Some of the cakes look like they should be in a display case at some upscale bakery.

Not mine.

Not mine.

And then you have mine. I made a devil's food cake with homemade whipped cream. It's my favorite dessert.

Mine.

It is so ugly! I priced it well below the other, more lovely items since I knew it would be a hard sale. Why buy something that looks like a 4-year-old made a mud pie topped with glue when you can have something beautiful and tasty?
I feel like less of a woman today.

A change

Caleb is almost 8 months old and it seems that he learns something new everyday.
It seems a short time ago that he was born. Now, he's sitting up and eating baby food. He fills the time in the evenings by army crawling across the floor in pursuit of Cali.
Yesterday, he pulled himself up into a standing position.
I know he will be walking and talking soon. I am predicting that this little boy will ask a lot of questions. He has this standard "inquisitive" expression that just says, "Please explain this to me." It often appears when he's trying a new food.
As much fun as he's had exploring our house in Rhome, he's about to have a new home to explore.
We're moving to a little house in the country in a few weeks. A friend asked us if we would like to move to their land in Boyd in order to watch over things for them. It's an adventure, and we are so excited.
Plus, it will help us save up some money so we can finally buy our own house.
So, think of us as we go through the wonderful process of packing (fun) and moving and unpacking (more fun). Pray that our new digs will bring wonderful memories, and a jump start at finding, or creating, our dream house.

I'm feeling crafty

I made a craft!
And I think it turned out to be kind of cute.
I used Christmas cards from the last two years for leaves on this wreath, which I completed last night. It took a few evenings to get things done (keeping Caleb in one place is difficult these days, keeping Caleb out of hot glue, toothpicks, greeting cards is a different story), but it wasn't that difficult.
I credit Kristen at the Messenger with the idea. I also plan to make one with the many, many cards I kept from Caleb's showers to put out at Christmas.
If you click on the title of this post, it will take you to a collection of wreath projects. This one is the fifth project.
Have fun. It's a great way to reuse something that your loved one took the time to send your way.

Halloween

We celebrated Caleb's first Halloween over the weekend, first with dinner with most of the Bourgeois clan in Burleson, then with some trick-or-treating in Aurora at a friend's house.
Caleb was a dalmatian, possibly the cutest dalmatian of all time.
I didn't have my camera with me for most of the night, but I did manage to get one cute picture before the allotted costume-wearing time ran out.
The costume was borrowed from our friend, Karen. Her son, Jake, wore the costume when he was just a few months older than Caleb. That was 13 years ago. She was happy to see another little boy wearing it.