*These moments*

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{these moments}
no words
tidbits from the week
held close to my heart
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Holidays are just around the corner!

Yay for holidays! I am trying to not look too far ahead but it is so hard. The one thing that gets me through this cold weather is the holidays. I love the holidays. All the hustle bustle. Thanksgiving starts it off perfectly with the parade and yummy dinner with family. Then Christmas shopping and wrapping presents. Give me a reason to shop and I am in love. I love looking for that perfect gift for everyone and baking special treats that I only make once a year. (This years goal is gluten free pumpkin roll) I LOVE the tree and ornaments and lights. I love stuffing stockings with silly fun things. I love getting together with friends and family simply because it’s the holidays. Oh and I do love getting gifts. I’ll admit it.

I will say though, that our society has gotten a little carried away with how much people spend not only on gifts but on decorations and all the extra unnecessary “stuff.” Peter and I keep it pretty simple. I have one tub of decorations and one tub of ornaments and that’s it. Most of it was given to me from my mom. And we are keeping gifts very simple this year too. I am making something for the ladies in my family (Ill tell you later) and the guys um…I don’t know yet. Grandparents are getting Noni pictures and we already got Nonah some toys from yard sales.

This holiday season though I am most looking forward to sharing it with my Noni girl! It was her first Christmas last year but she was only 4 months old but this year Noni is going to have a blast. She loved getting presents at her birthday so Christmas will be soooo fun. She is really into helping me these days too so I can’t wait to decorate with her. And the lights and just everything is so much more special when you see it through her eyes. I love being able to show her new things and watch her be amazed and experience it for the first time. It is just going to be so fun! Love the holidays!!

I am ready!

I am so ready! For what you ask? For more. For more relationship and less religion.
For more of God. For a place to go where people understand that hunger for more. For a place to be accepted and loved and encouraged. For a place to bless and be blessed. For a place to grow and learn and share and give. For a place to settle in and get comfy. For a place where I can be so real it hurts. For a place where I can worship with as much freedom as I can imagine. For a place that wants God and not people.

I am ready! I am ready for a change. A life change. A change of scenery. Something. I feel God is preparing us for something but I don't know what, where or when. But whatever it is I am ready I am!

But for now I am fine! I am trying to cherish this stage of life we are in. The hunger and openess I have been feeling. The lessons God has been teaching me. I feel like God is building our foundation right now. Mine and Peter's parenting foundation. Figuring out what we believe and what kind of parents we are now and are going to be in order to parent our best.

I don't know what else to say except that I am ready, BUT I am fine! Hence the song!

More FaLL

Grocery shopping!

I love grocery shopping. I really do. It's my one time where I don't feel guilty for spending money because hey we NEED to eat. I love how it breaks up my day when I have nothing else going on. I do try to get the deals and I love remembering and using coupons. Once I had Nonah it became a whole new experience. I started to not be able to wander every aisle and look but to get in and get out before she needed to nurse or had a melt down. I loved carrying her in the sling and wrap and shed sleep and no one would even know wether she was a boy or girl they would just look and say awwww. I have gotten so many looks and compliments on the sling that I use. Its like its a new invention or something. Then as she got older she would sit in the wrap face out and kick and drool and Id get more stares and compliments. Oh I miss that tiny little girl who loved to be snuggled close to her mama. Then she was big enough to sit in the cart which was bitter sweet. It was fun to watch her enjoy this new experience but sad because she was getting to big to wear the whole shopping trip.

That brings me to the present. Sigh. Now she doesn't want to ride in the cart she wants to push the cart herself. And grab things to put in the cart and climb out or stand up in it. It has turned into quite a frustrating time because theres always some crying involved in her not getting what she wants. So unless I keep the trip quick we have now turned grocery shopping into a date night. YUP a date to the store and Peter comes with to help with Nonah and walk with her when shes had enough. Sometimes I think I am going to use it as ME time and leave those two at home.

So we go with the flow here and make changes where we need in order to make life with a 14 month old a little easier!

Nonis first time in the cart, back in April.

The latest FuN!!!!!

Noni and Daddy have been having lots of bonding these days and playing in the leaves is one of those time. She loves getting rides on the mower and basically just being outside. She really loves the outdoors. Its really neat to see her explore and not be afraid of dirt and bugs or anything. She has been testing the boundries though and wondering off into the neighbors yards. We are working on it. She loves to be chased.

This is her newest thing. Squinting her eyes at you. I'm not sure why she does it yet I think she's just exploring the possibilies. When she does it she usually is letting out this awful high pitched scream. Cute face but enough with the screaming.

She insists on sitting on the counter every time Im in the kitchen so she can watch and "help". So I decided to let her help me bake the other day. It was great until we were done stirring and I had to put them in the oven. She doesn't understand why we have to stop and she gets so mad. And she proceeded to lick her wisk. I hope chocolate doesn't stain.


Her shoe fetish (splg?) is only getting worse. She actually can walk in daddys shoes now. Its so cute.

So we are having a blast! Mama goes crazy some days but Noni still amazes me (us) everyday. She is getting so big! and so smart! I love life with her!!!!!!

Extreme Makeover

Wow it feels like forever since I have blogged. I miss it but just have not been moved to write about anything. Sigh.

But yesterday I was. Yes yesterday but I haven't had time until today. So long story short we have cable right now. We aren't supposed to but Peter got this cord from somewhere and plugged it in and now we have it. Since we aren't paying for it I have no idea why or how long it will last so we'll see. As for now I am really enjoying it. I was channeling surfing yesterday and came across the show Extreme Makeover. I usually dont care for the show very much but since they were makeing over a hippy chick who I thought already looked pretty cute I decided to watch it.

It made me so mad. The guy and girl who do it were so rude and were so I don't know what the word is but they are not living in the real world thats for sure. They totally dissed her and who she was as a person and made her look cute but not herself. I guess thats the point of a makeover but I personally like the way she looked before the makeover. I am a little bias though being a hippy chick myself. The girl was a yoga instructor and lived in comfy yoga clothe which I think is so cute and even flattering.

Anyway. Why am I telling you this. Watching the show made me think about my own fashion journey. I remember in 4th grade argueing with my mom every single morning because of the outfits she wanted me to where. Everything had to match. Purple flowered dress with purple tights. Yuck. In 8th grade me and my BFF Andi would go shopping at thrift stores almost every weekend and buy some trendy clothing but lots of fun funky stuff as well. We were trend setters. In our school anyway. Thats the point where I really started to love fashion. I made my own goal of trying to wear a different outfit every day and doing my hair a different way every day. It was so fun. In high school I was trendy for sure. I wore what was cool and "in" at the time but still had my own little twist. I took a fashion design class in school and wanted to be a fashion merchandiser. My dream was to live in NYC with Andi and be a big shot in the fashion world. Oh yea I even took a modeling class in 10th grade and wanted to be a runway model but figured since after the class no one called me that I wasn't model material.
Then in college (community college) I started taking the hippy route. I had met Peter and we both said we've always wanted to be hippys and loved that style. I started not being so afraid of what people thought of me and just wearing what I liked. I have continued to not care especially now that Im a mama. I want to be comfy and practical. I do still take care of myself and look in the mirror before I leave the house and pick out clothing I like and that is flattering but its not always very fashiony. Simple. Ecclectic maybe. A little of this a little of that. I do like a lot of the trendy styles but I can't afford it. I only own one pair of heels which I haven't worn in atleast 2 years. Dresses I own but if ya can't nurse in it I don't wear it. Stockings no way. Im actually starting to not like jeans as much. They are too binding. Give me comfy linen pants or my gouchos and Im good to go. Tshirts and cardigans are a must. Lots of layers. I guess jewelry would be where I dress it up a bit. I loooovveeee jewelery. I keep my rings and hemp bracelets on all the time. Peter doesn't know how I can stand all that stuff on me.
My favorite thing in the world to do is go to a thrift store and find that one of a kind item that just screams ME. Ya know what I mean? You just have to get it no matter what the price which is cheap since you are at the thrift and if someone saw it they would know it was mine.

I would love to know what the fashion goo roos think of my style. I wear what I like and like what I wear and thats all that matters.