A visit to the Radcliff’s

        Saturday Mark and I stopped by for a quick visit on the way to Florence.  And just like always, I end up taking some pictures.  Why?  Because these boys are so much fun and so adorable.  Coleman is captured in true personality in the first shot- free, dirty, and all boy.  I told Kelley that this is the way his pictures will be for a while.  No studio poses for him.  I love it.  True life little boy.  Cade is making the best little face in the first one and I love that leg showing in the second.  What a beautiful baby boy.  Mmmm…I love that family.

i can’t see you…

Tonight I noticed Mark in the bathroom….but I’m not sure how.  Here he is accidentally blending in.  It’s his bathroom camo.

two years today…

 

   

Today is our anniversary.  2 years of marriage.  Time flies and life passes us right on by.  I am so thankful for Mark, for the blessing we were given in marriage, for love, for the families we share, the family to come, for memories and traditions.  

Last year we started one of our own by dressing in our “wedding day clothes” on our anniversary and taking anniversary portraits.  (Which we do ourselves as part of our day togetherwith a tripod and the timer mode on the camera.)  I don’t really know how the idea actually came about but I guess it all started by thinking about weddings and the fact that they are so short lived (and forgotten usually).  You do all this preparing in thought and money and then the day comes, you get married, have some pictures taken and put the dress and suit away forever, or at least until you have a child and they want to see it, or maybe play with the idea of wearing it.  But really, the wedding is it for the beautiful dress.  So somehow in this thinking it came to be that we would relive the day each year by wearing our forgotten outfits and documenting our years, our celebration and ultimately our aging together.  Our “growing old together” I should say.  

Anyway, new year.  New house.  New town.  New experiences.  Same dress and suit.  Same fun.  Same tradition.  More love.  More memories.  More pictures….

i heart color combinations

I was in the cloth shop the other day, spending hours wandering &  staring at the colors and patterns, touching the different textures and I couldn’t help but thinking (and laughing really) and the fact that Mom used to drag me on her little fabric store excursions when I was little.  And to me they were the worst possible thing in the world.  I would have even chosen staying home for stick picking up with Dad than to go to the cloth shop…it was that awful!  And now, I spend countless time in the store putting colors and patterns together, being on a first name basis with the ladies that work there.  My childhood misery has become one of my favorite things.  It is funny how that happens.

where i have been

Okay, so the closet project turned into a lot more time and work than I had realized.  We have been sleeping in the den since school got out basically and me, living out of stacked up laundry baskets-in Mark’s shorts mostly and whatever shirt I could get my hands on.  Real cute.  But today I moved the bed back in and all the other bedroom things.  And it is beautiful.  It looks like the closets were there all along, or at least like they should have been.  Hooray that we are back to normal living, even though it is just in time for me to be out of town.  

What else?  Making babies.  Baby owls that is.  It started with a little stuffed animal owl and now turned to owl bags, which I must call “Sarahbeth” bags for the fabric and the subject.  Check them out…

it’s official

this afternoon officially started summer break 2009.  another year of teaching finished for the sixth time.  (this to me is hard to believe.)  it’s the best time of the year now.  welcome to freedom.  to sleeping in.  to not controlling anyone.  to being in charge of how your days go for the most part.  to going for walks.  to making things.  to staying up past 9.  to movies.  to cooking.  to gardening.  aww, the posibilities!  cheers to summer…hallelujah!