Silly girl

While finishing up some Christmas shopping at the toy store the other day, Hattie discovered a little chair just her size. She immediately sat down and wouldn't get up. Thinking it was adorable, we decided to buy it and put it in the cart. Of course, she wanted to sit in it, which she did the remainder of the time in the store. (Note: She has never behaved so well for so long at the store.) On the way home, she nearly had an anxiety attack from not being about to sit in it, and had to content herself with petting it:

Back at home, she has quickly become obsessed and is always found sitting in it. Here she is with one of her other favorite toys, a ball of yarn. What a kid!

Brown out

This picture doesn't quite do it justice. But "brown outs" are common in Lubbock, and afterward, I'll have 1/4 inch of dust on our entry way and dust layered on our windshield wipers like snow. This particular day, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, but it felt overcast...and the wind was terrible. Someone said that because of the brown outs, houses in Lubbock tend to have fewer windows. I'm still glad we have lots, even if they will be a pain to clean.

It gives me an idea of what it would have been like during the dust bowl.

She's a movie star!

I suppose Hattie is just at an age where everything she does is cute. I love capturing her playtime. She can play like this for a long time as long as I am close by.


She's really becoming quite the snuggler.


She has started making a "dgah" sound and we love it.

And watching "Signing Time" every day is finally starting to pay off! She is supposed to pat her leg for dog, but her belly is good enough! She really can sign baby, as well as "mom," "doll," and "bird."

Birthdays and such

Alas, I turned 27. To celebrate, we went to see 007 on Saturday afternoon and got some dinner. Hattie was at Danielle's house all afternoon while we partied, so in the evening, Danielle came to our house while her parents went out. We figured opening presents is more fun with kids, so we opened gifts early with Danielle's help.




Finally! I've wanted these movies ever since I posted about them in May.


And the girls had a great time playing together. Danielle is 2 1/2 so she's old enough to share and be nice to Hattie.

Sunday, my actual birthday, was nice and calm. We dyed my hair for kicks and giggles, and it came out a little too red for my liking. Good thing it washes out! Also, Kristina and her daughter Juliet came over for dinner and pie, so it was good to be with friends since family is far away!

Definitely in my late 20's now. That used to seem so old. When I was teaching Relief Society a few weeks ago, I said something about when I grow up...and everyone laughed at me. I guess I still feel like a kid.

Trickster

Here are some videos of Hattie's new tricks: walking, finding her hair, and kissing (open mouthed :).

Our house

Finally some pictures of our house. Enjoy.


We love all the windows in our house...we never turn the lights on during the day.


We don't have a dining table yet, so the bar is wonderful.


We finally have enough cupboard space.


We love all the high ceilings too.


Our box spring broke in the moving truck and we haven't bothered replacing it since Hattie likes to crawl on and off.


View from the master into the family room and bathroom




Hattie's messy room


The study/sewing room/spare room

Creepy postcard update

So, thanks to your suggestions, I solved the mystery. I'm ashamed I didn't think of this on my own, considering our technology enhanced/internet dependent era. Thank you, Mana, for suggesting to simply Google her name. I found that she sells "Drugs, Drug Proprietaries, and Druggists' Sundries"...wow, a drug dealer! I am certain it is her because the address listed online for the business matched the return address on the postcard. And, also like Mana suggested, we drove past her house (that was actually Paul's idea originally...no wonder you two are friends) and she lived in a nice neighborhood. I've decided not to call and I have put all our curiousity to a rest.

Also, thank you Carma for letting me know how she got my name and address.