Houston, Texas girl stationed with my Coastie in New England ... Mommy to a rowdy little boy and a lovely little girl ... sports fanatic (esp. my Fightin' Texas Aggies) ... foodie ... drinker of wine (and beer and tequila) ... passionate about cookie decorating and photography ....
Lord grant me wisdom of heart to see, The difference in duty and love for me. Give me the understanding to know, When duty calls, that he must go. Give me a task to do each day, To fill the months when he's away. And Lord, when duty is in the field, Please protect and be his shield.
I'm still trying to find my groove, as far as having a daughter. I'm so used to looking for fire trucks and toy trains when I'm shopping, and it's still a bit of a shock to me that I actually have a little lass for whom I can buy pretty, frilly, ruffly, girlie things.
Which is why it's so fabulous that a "Luxury Boutique" for hair bows exists -- yea for Bubbly Bows!
Sure, my little girl still has no hair, other than a few little soft blonde wispies on top. But look out world! She's going to have the most adorable head of bow-adorned hair once the time comes.
I've already purchased the crawfish. I mean, how could I not? What self-respecting little girl doesn't need a crawfish hair bow?
I put together a cookie basket for an auction ('The Easter Bunny is Coming to Breakfast in Hampton'), benefiting Aidan's preschool.
I wanted bright colors, not pastels, so I guess these aren't your traditional Easter cookies -- I also traded in chicks and bunnies and lambs for hearts and flowers (yes, the flowers are making a return/encore appearance).