Cozy

More of that fluffy, white stuff is falling down at a rapid rate as I type.  Our house is warm with a nice fire in the fireplace, and there's a sleeping husband and 4 year old on the couch.  There is hot water in the kettle for tea and I am wearing my sweats.  Happy place, right here.

 

Evangeline and I got crafty this afternoon.  We made a pillow out of a Christmas feed sack I got on sale last week.  I sewed, she stuffed.  She wanted her picture taken kissing the Santa on the pillow front.  You can never get an early enough start sucking up to ol'Saint Nick.

 

It makes my heart smile to see a love for crafting continue to bloom in my darling daughter.  I'm going to ride the wave as long as possible.  Who knows what her interests will be in a few years from now.  As for now I am happy with the fact that her interests lie where her mommy's interest lie.  She has been chomping at the bit to learn how to knit, sew, spin, stitch, etc.  I gave her a needle and close supervision the other day and let her try her hand at stitching.  She did a wonderful job and enjoyed every second of it.  

 

My blog book came! How lovely to have my pictures and the journal entries of my year in a nice hardback book.  I am so grateful to my friend Kelsey who introduced me to this form of documentation.  This book of my memories is something I will treasure, and I hope someday Evangeline will too.