Tuesday, July 26, 2011

A New Baby in the House!

There is a new baby in the house!!!  The newlyweds have brought home a little bundle of joy.  (tee hee)

Isn't he adorable?  He is mostly green and yellow stripes.  With definitive red stripes on either side of his head.

He has the cutest little fingers and toes.  And a contagious smile. 

Meet Leo (short for Leonardo, of course.)  The newest member of our family.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Grocery Shopping At It's Best

The other night, we pulled up to a stoplight behind this young couple.  Apparently, they had just been grocery shopping.  The lady on the back had her arms clear full of bags.  And each bag was clear full of groceries.

It turned out they were going the same way we were.  We followed them around corners and through stop signs and over bumps and up hills. 

We watched with bated breath for the thin grocery bags to split open and spill their contents onto the road in front of us.

We wanted to shout out an offer of a ride in our safe and enclosed vehicle.

But they were on a loud motorcyle.  A fast motorcyle.  And they seemed perfectly content with their method of transportation.

As they zoomed past our house, continuing on their journey, I wished them well and wondered (with a little bit of envy) about being young and reckless and carefree.

The thin plastic had held.

Friday, July 15, 2011

Little People

I LOVE Fisher Price Little People.

So does Charlie. 

So did his mommy.

Vintage Little People toys are one of the most creative and versatile toy systems ever made.  It is a tragedy that someone somewhere in the 80s decided that they were a "choking hazard" and ruined the joy for all generations forward. (No child actually ever choked on one.)

Luckily, I knew enough at that time to snatch up all that I could find at garage sales.  My childhood was filled with lovely memories of playing for hours with my brother and our little people sets.  I wasn't going to have my children miss out on that.

Now I have a "toy room" set up again and when Charlie comes to visit, the first thing he wants to do is go down and get all the Little People out.  And the creativity begins.

The parking garage turns into a discotheque for "Puppy" and "Auntie Rachael."  Round and round they spin while Charlie sings them some cool dancing songs.  (Poor Pig spun right off the floor, he got so crazy.)

And how perfect that this little people boy with a red hat (incidentally named "Charlie") should be learning to use the potty.

Or that "Horsey is washing his hands."  (more like drinking--but it works.)

Even "Puppy goes potty."

But tooting the train whistle is the most fun of all. 

"All Aboard"

And I do wish all children could climb aboard the vintage Fisher Price Toy Train.  I wish they still sold these toys.  So all children could still play. 

 THIS lady agrees.

And if you want to get some for yourself, try this site. 

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Guess Who?

Guess who's been in my garden again?

Yep.  This time I almost caught her red-handed.  She had been in my garden and then ran across the street to my neighbor's bushes.

Nibbling on the neighbor's weeds is really not a problem for ANY of us.  If she would keep to that diet, no one would complain.

But instead, she eats down my tomatoes.  And parsley.  And beets.  I was mad.

But when I zoomed in with my camera and looked closer, I sort of felt guilty.

The scarring on her face and body was extensive.  And her ribs were showing.

A car came along and honked at her, and as she trotted away down the asphalt road, I decided not to be so grumpy.  Her life is hard, too.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Cow Day

On Friday, we all dressed up as cows.  It just seemed like the right thing to do.

Rachael and I dressed up.

Charlie dressed up.

Charlie's whole family dressed up.  Even the newlyweds dressed up.  (The new bride can be seen at the order desk in beautiful cow high heels.)

We had ears and noses.

Spots all over.

And even tails, that went swish, swish.

If you want to know why, ask these people. 

Friday, July 8, 2011

A New Hat for Charlie

Yesterday, I went shopping.  And I did what every grandmother would do.  I bought something for my grandson.  This time, it was a hat.  And not just any hat.  It was a Winnie the Pooh hat.

Charlie LOVES Winnie the Pooh.  He loves watching it on TV and DVD and can't wait for the new Pooh movie to come out next week.

When I stopped by their house to give it to him, he was eating his lunch.  He got to look at the hat while he finished eating, happily pointing out Tigger and Pooh and Eeyore and Piglet.  He knew each one of their names.  When he was finally done, he got to put the hat on.

 It made him SO happy.  And I thought he was SO cute.

We just had to go and look in the mirror.  Charlie stood in the bathroom sink and peered over the cabinet to get a good look at himself.  He approved.

Winnie the Pooh on his head and a Radio Flyer to ride.  What more could a boy want?

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Grandparenting is LOVE

I was thinking today of when we first moved to Utah.  We had sold our house in North Carolina, packed up all our worldly possessions, lived in an apartment in NC for a few months while finding a job out here, and then stayed in my husband's parent's house while trying to buy our Utah house.

It was a hard move.  Long in the making.  Long in the completing.

But when I look at pictures of newborn Charlie, I remember what a joy it was to finally be here.

My husband and I were such NEW grandparents.

We hardly knew what to do.

But we LOVED it.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Hamming it Up with Charlie

The other day, Charlie was over to our house for the newlywed's "present opening party."

It was all very exciting.  Great-grandma Larson was there.  Charlie got to hold Auntie Rachael's stuffed frog along with his ba ba.

But after watching so many presents get opened, and none of them were TOYS, Charlie began to get a little bored.

BUT NEVER FEAR.  LA LA IS HERE. (and her trusty, dusty camera.)

I started making faces with Charlie for the camera.

At first he wasn't so sure about it.

But after seeing his face on the LCD screen on my camera, he started to ham it up.

And then some MORE hamming it up.

Followed by even more HAM.

Until he was the HAMMIEST of all.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Picnic Table Makeover

Two months ago, my in-laws gave us their old picnic table.  We were grateful to have some additional outside seating and a table to eat at.

It was a little worn and needed some sprucing up.  I could have restained it with the original redwood stain, but I wanted something with a little more character.

I looked online at numerous "picnic table makeovers."  I saw stripes, chevrons, cartoon characters, painted tablecloth checks, and other fun remakes of the classic picnic table.

But I was really drawn to the solid color ones.  I liked a bright red one.  And a lighter blue one.  I decided in the end to go with a cobalt blue.  Cobalt blue can be seen in many of the inside rooms of my house---so why shouldn't I feature it in my outside room?

I really like how it turned out!

Monday, July 4, 2011

My Red Door

This is my red door.  I really love it.  It used to be black.  Painting it red is something I decided to do last summer and I haven't regretted it.  Not one bit.

This spring, I decided to plant some roses to match my door.  I bought 8 bareroot roses.  The color on the package was VERY red.  They were named some sort fancy name with the word RED in it.

But THIS is what bloomed this week:

It is very, very pink.  Not at all red. 

Friday, July 1, 2011

Look What I Woke Up To This Morning

This is what I saw when I looked out the front window this morning!  Hot Air Balloons!

Every year on or near the 4th of July, there is a huge hot air balloon race here in Provo.  I think this morning was the trial run and tomorrow will be the big event.  Last year we got up very early and went clear down to the hospital field (because that's where they take off from.)  But, sadly, it was so windy that morning that they cancelled the event.

I love hot air balloons.  I have since I was a very little child.  They just fascinate me!  The way they move--so gracefully through the sky.  The fact that someONE is in that little basket, controlling where the balloon goes.  Or at least trying to.  And then there is the added bonus that they come in all shapes and sizes.  Smokey Bear, A Piggybank, and Darth Vader were among the balloons I saw this morning.

Happy Ballooning!