
The other day, I let Zeke play with the hair dryer while I got ready. I know, I know...this is a bad idea. I'll try not to let it happen again.


Our day begins early in the Westra home. It works out well for us, though. We like our mornings. We all seem to get excited about the prospect of a new day.
We get to enjoy some time outside.
And we sit on our blanket and watch the busy world rush off to work or school. And we enjoy this short season of life which feels full and sometimes tiring, but never rushed. And even though I sometimes day dream about all that I'll get done when they are both in school and I have the house to myself...I know I'll miss these quiet mornings.
First, we had to get some fresh fruit. Zeker waited in line with Grandma and clung to the stuffed Eeyore she brought for him.
We walked around the Grove and Z played in the fountain. We didn't see any of the usual B movie stars, but we did see paparrazi, so someone worth photographing was there. I guess we're a little out of the loop when it comes to movie stars.

But making these...
resulted in this.
I cleaned the mess and Z opened the mail.
The five month old refused to stay where I put her.
Zeke wore this to the grocery store.
I love to sew, especially clothing, but I have put off making anything for Olive because she has SO many clothes. It seems like it would be a waste. However, last week I was inspired to make a little something for her to wear to the Wallace Family reunion. I used the Wallace plaid stored in my fabric box--I had been saving it for something special. This was definitely special. Her first homemade dress and finished just in time to wear to the reunion. I know she's mostly Dutch, but we can't let her forget her Scottish heritage. Pro Libertate!
I enjoy every moment spent with these women. I love hearing their stories and remembering our family heritage. I am so glad my kids have the chance to know them and love them, too.