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Four Generations

When my grandmother passed away this summer, I was the lucky one who inherited all her crafty hordings from her 91 years of life. There are two large boxes sitting in my sewing room/play room full of her fabric, thread, lace, trims, ribbing, patterns-- well, you get the picture. As I was going through these things today Kamber was helping me sort when we came across a gold colored round tin that was full of buttons (along with several ziplocks full of MORE buttons!). Kamber told me they must be Great Grandma's because they smelled like her house. This brought a smile to my face-- that my little one, who only was in Grandma's home a few times, knew the distinct "grandma smell."


I told her that they were indeed Great Grandma's. She then proceeded to sort through all of the buttons, taking out her favorites. "All the pretty and cute ones," she told me. As I watched her sort, it brought back memories of me and my sisters doing very similar things with those exact same buttons. And then I remembered that Grandma told me several times that her boys had played with those same buttons. And then I remembered the story behind those buttons.


At some point in her life, my grandmother worked for some sort of thrift store. When there were clothing items that were donated that they could not sell, she and the other ladies that worked there would tear out the zippers and unpick the buttons to keep for later.


And now, more than 60 years later, her great-granddaughter is sorting through her pretty buttons, saved from thrift store unwanteds. . . Four generations. . . I can't help but smile!


******Note: My mom just corrected me-- this started with my grandmother's mother, making it FIVE generations!!!

Flordia T-Shirts

Aunt Lacey sent us some cute tees from her trip to Florida. Aren't we cute?

Thanks, Aunt Lacey!

Irony

A few nights ago, all of us headed to Target to purchase a few things. Rare that we are all together shopping and rare that we are all in the car together. So, we finished shopping, headed back to the car and realized. . . the keys were sitting on the seat INSIDE the locked car!!!

Ummm, crap! No cell phone, no extra keys, no friends, NADA. So walk it is. About 2 and a half miles. In the dark. With one toddler that needs to be carried and two (sometimes) whiny kids. Past bedtime. At this point, I was almost in tears.

So, we start the journey home. And we walked, and we walked, and we walked.

And suprisingly, no whining. We all survived and ironically, had a very enjoyable evening together.

Weird.

Gaga

Brandon's grandmother also passed away this summer. I only met her a few times, but everyone had very fond memories of her. She lived in Boise, and we were fortunate enough to have one last visit with her the day before she passed. I am hoping that my big girls might remember it just a little.

I was visiting my family during her funeral, but Brandon made it to the funeral, along with every one of her grandchildren. The grandsons were the pall bearers.



We will miss you, Gaga!

First Day of School!

I can not believe my baby is going to first grade!!! Here she is on her first day of school:

What a big girl! Doesn't she look smart in her uniform? I have been worrying so much about how Kamber is going to miss her and just the other day it hit me-- I am going to miss her, too!!! She is a sweetheart to have around and so much help with her sissies. But she is super excited to go to school (and ride the bus!). We love you, big girl!

Tickle Your Tastebuds

So, if any of you all are like me, you need new recipes to feed your family. A friend of mine has started a recipe blog here. Check it out! And if you have tons of great recipes to share, let me know and I will see if I can get you an invite to add to it.

Just Chillin'

Here is Kendi, enjoying our newest furniture.