My Latest Project: Little Button Loafers

I don’t care for dogs. They frighten me.

Today Evie and I went to the grocery store and before we got to the entrance of the store a scary dog came running at us. He looked like a pit bull at first terrifying glance and I thought we were about to be mauled.  I picked up Evie so he couldn’t get to her and tried to remain calm, but I'm sure he could sense my fear.  Luckily, Evie wasn’t scared and was excited to see a doggie.  I was relieved to find out he wasn’t a pit bull- although equally scary when he's charging at you.  

(He looked like the dog in the picture but with a funky black-brown camouflage color, that made it hard to see his eyes.)

We got to the entrance of the store and couldn’t go in right away because we didn’t want “Satan” to follow us in through the automatic doors.  Thankfully, someone came out and he got distracted.  Evie and I rushed inside and as I strapped her into the cart I saw that “Satan” had somehow made it through the first set of doors.  Evie and I took off down the first isle to hide from him before he made it in completely.  We weren't that lucky.  A few seconds later he came zipping around the corner as if we were playing a game.  I may have screamed.

Fortunately, he had long toenails and the slippery tile slowed him down as I zig zagged around a few corners.   I felt like Ms Pac-Man outrunning the ghosts.  I passed a store employee who then got a “Satan” surprise a few seconds later.  Ha Ha  Game Over Satan.

Night Kitties

(Taken from the inside of the Library)

Written by Stewart:

The come out only at night.  They don't eat Gardettos.  They appear surprisingly healthy and well groomed. 

These furry creatures seem to be completely at home hanging out in groups of 2, 3 or 4 on BYU campus.  Most strays are noisy, skinny, attention starved little creatures, but these fat cats can hardly be bothered to turn around in acknowledgment when I walk by.  I think I even saw one roll his eyes when I offered a snack before turning back to his snobbish little gang.  

My only conclusion is that these cats are not really strays. Ever wonder what your cat does after you go to bed?  There is now compelling evidence that he cruises the local colleges with his buddies and makes fun of hardworking Chemical Engineering Students. 

Evie's Bobble Dress

I finished crocheting Evie’s bobble dress over a week ago and I think it turned out pretty cute.  I had to make a few adjustments to the dress because the yarn I used made the gauge off.  I blame the old lady at the yarn store who showed me what yarn to use.  

I made Evie try it on as soon as I finished and I just threw it over the clothes she was wearing.  I’ll take a better picture of it as soon as I get the dress back. (Currently it’s with my mom and I think she has plans to take it to St. George this week.  It’s all a bit confusing.)  So I’m not entirely sure when I’ll get it back and thought I would post the pictures I do have it.

Old Friends

A couple of months ago I got a hole in my favorite sweater. It was a sad day. I couldn't bare to throw away my dear friend, so I decided to make a sweater for Evie out of it. Clearly, there are technical difficulties with the sweater since I didn't have a pattern. So don't look closely. But Tadaa! The sweater lives on.

After showing my parents my work of art, my mom busted out some old sweaters and we went crazy. Or rather ... I let my mom have fun while I watched closely, seeing the correct way to do it.

Goodbye old sweater

The little version

New sweater for Stew

We ended up making another sweater for Evie and Stew, but the pictures didn't turn out so maybe I'll post them later. I went home with 3 more old sweaters to reinvent, but I'm afraid they're are the back burner until I get Evie's bobble dress done.

Christmas

(Click on the picture if you want to view a larger version.)

We had a wonderful Christmas. Evie enjoyed opening all of her gifts and wanted to play with everything all at the same time. Little Stew was a happy kid during all the excitement. (I'm excited for him to join the fun next year.)

Living it large at the Myres

We stayed at my sister's house while she and her family enjoyed a family trip. We were told it was to help keep their house safe, since they've had several burglaries in their neighborhood. However, we quickly found out they secretly just wanted us to eat all of their holiday treats so they wouldn't gain any weight. I wish I had taken a picture of the spread they had laid out on their counter... but then you also would have seen how much we ate and I guarantee you would have been disgusted. And it wasn't just Stewart- I joined in on the fun as well.

Our trek to the mailbox to pick up their mail.

Evie had a blast playing with all of their toys .

(Don't be frightened by the big bow in her hair. I couldn't find a clip, so I grabbed the first thing that would keep her bangs out of her eyes.)