. . . i spy . . .

the first quilt i ever attempted

turned into a fairly ambitious undertaking

{read: it gave me carpal tunnel syndrome!

my left thumb & forefinger are

still [3+ years later] numb

from holding down the acrylic template

with all my might

whilst rotary cutting

around each hexagon shaped fabric piece}

when i finally got over my

feelings of bitterness

towards the offending project,

& actually finished piecing it,

setting it,

having it quilted & bound,

i was {naturally} a little over protective

{read: if you think any child

is ever going to touch this work of art,

you are sorely mistaken}

i was wrong

case in point:

addison

demonstrating how to

look for & find whatever

"i spy with my little eye" . . .

she totally gets the concept -

you know, she tells us

what it is that she spies

& then waits for us to locate it halleigh,

on the other hand,

enjoys telling us exactly

what she "spies"

& then she proceeds to point it out

to everyone playing

tate

just likes firetrucks {& rockets}

the little game inevitably turns into

facemaking/acting crazy/laughing uncontrollably

the end

p.s. sorry you had to look at that skeleton in my previous post for such a long time. and again, thanks to all of you wonderful friends/readers who have been asking/commenting/calling/praying for/worrying about my husband. that means so much to us. the latest news i can give you is this . . . he is still recuperating from surgery {2 sites - one in his hip/cheek, and the other right on his spine [where they actually chip away a portion of vertebrae to be able to insert electronic leads into the epidural cavity of the spinal column]} which will in itself take plenty of time . also, this week, the device itself was powered up/programmed to begin the process of confusing the pain signals the offending nerves are sending to the brain. he believes he is getting some relief from the nagging three+ year old pain. hurray! soon the process of weaning himself from extremely high levels of medication will begin. this will not be easy. he has a long way to go to regain his physical strength/functionality. so . . . what i guess i'm asking for is more support & compassion as he continues down this long, hard road. it is so refreshing, however, to see a teensy weensy light at the end of the tunnel! again . . . thank you so much. we definitely feel of your strength!