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New Design Blog
I stumbled onto Making it Lovely this morning. Wow. It is about Nicole Balch and her life running a stationary design business and updating her bungalow in Oak Park, Illinois. It is fun to see the creative process as she figures out what to do in the various rooms of her house. I could move right in and not change a thing.

New Design Blog
I stumbled onto Making it Lovely this morning. Wow. It is about Nicole Balch and her life running a stationary design business and updating her bungalow in Oak Park, Illinois. It is fun to see the creative process as she figures out what to do in the various rooms of her house. I could move right in and not change a thing.

New Design Blog
I stumbled onto Making it Lovely this morning. Wow. It is about Nicole Balch and her life running a stationary design business and updating her bungalow in Oak Park, Illinois. It is fun to see the creative process as she figures out what to do in the various rooms of her house. I could move right in and not change a thing.

What Kind of Body?

The scene: downstairs in my boys’ room. I am looking around everywhere for Bulls Eye, the stuffed horse, for my youngest. My 2 eldest sons are sort of play wrestling on one of the beds when, all of a sudden, my oldest sits up and says,”Mom, I just don’t know how I can ever impress Isabelle.” (Isabelle is the fifth-grade girl with whom every fifth-grade boy is in love right now.) I smothered a chuckle and said, “J, why do you need to impress Isabelle?” He replied, “Because, I’m a nobody.” I told him, while wondering where he had gotten this notion, that he wasn’t a nobody. He then demanded, “Well, what kind of body AM I?” I was still searching for an answer when his brother told him, “You’re a human body.” And then the brother rolled off the bed laughing.

Who knows where the conversation would have led had I not at that moment located Abu (the monkey from Aladdin) who the oldest was delighted to see since he had been missing for a few days.

It’s a given that I have no idea what he will say. What isn’t always known, I guess, is how surprised I’ll be by what he has to tell me.

What Kind of Body?

The scene: downstairs in my boys’ room. I am looking around everywhere for Bulls Eye, the stuffed horse, for my youngest. My 2 eldest sons are sort of play wrestling on one of the beds when, all of a sudden, my oldest sits up and says,”Mom, I just don’t know how I can ever impress Isabelle.” (Isabelle is the fifth-grade girl with whom every fifth-grade boy is in love right now.) I smothered a chuckle and said, “J, why do you need to impress Isabelle?” He replied, “Because, I’m a nobody.” I told him, while wondering where he had gotten this notion, that he wasn’t a nobody. He then demanded, “Well, what kind of body AM I?” I was still searching for an answer when his brother told him, “You’re a human body.” And then the brother rolled off the bed laughing.

Who knows where the conversation would have led had I not at that moment located Abu (the monkey from Aladdin) who the oldest was delighted to see since he had been missing for a few days.

It’s a given that I have no idea what he will say. What isn’t always known, I guess, is how surprised I’ll be by what he has to tell me.

What Kind of Body?

The scene: downstairs in my boys’ room. I am looking around everywhere for Bulls Eye, the stuffed horse, for my youngest. My 2 eldest sons are sort of play wrestling on one of the beds when, all of a sudden, my oldest sits up and says,”Mom, I just don’t know how I can ever impress Isabelle.” (Isabelle is the fifth-grade girl with whom every fifth-grade boy is in love right now.) I smothered a chuckle and said, “J, why do you need to impress Isabelle?” He replied, “Because, I’m a nobody.” I told him, while wondering where he had gotten this notion, that he wasn’t a nobody. He then demanded, “Well, what kind of body AM I?” I was still searching for an answer when his brother told him, “You’re a human body.” And then the brother rolled off the bed laughing.

Who knows where the conversation would have led had I not at that moment located Abu (the monkey from Aladdin) who the oldest was delighted to see since he had been missing for a few days.

It’s a given that I have no idea what he will say. What isn’t always known, I guess, is how surprised I’ll be by what he has to tell me.

Y’all Look at What Jon Done Sprung from the Jail

Behold, Conan:

Y’all Look at What Jon Done Sprung from the Jail

Behold, Conan:

Y’all Look at What Jon Done Sprung from the Jail

Behold, Conan:

The Jacket Progresses
Well, some of you may have seen a week or so ago when I said that I wanted to make a jacket like this one. Well, despite my lack of garment making skills, it is coming along okay. And it has even taught me something about my sons. What has it taught me about them? Well, during the jacket construction, I worked and worked getting the ruffle right, and then when I had succeeded, I got all distracted with my victory and couldn’t even put my thoughts together. I wonder if this distraction of mine feels anything like their distraction. Probably not. But it is enlightening, anyway.

Happy Thursday. And come back soon for a little announcement about something new in my life.

**My sister read this post and then called me with her heart racing — she thought that my announcement had to do with me expecting another child. (Sorry Dean, didn’t mean to stress you out.) Alas, that is not what this is about. It’s about my new business — which is boring, compared with a baby, but it is my baby, sort of, except that it’ll hopefully make money for me instead of taking all of mine and I’m fairly certain that it’ll let me sleep through the night and won’t wear diapers for four years.

So, business, yes. Progeny, no. And that is the way it has to be.