wooly bears

Fall is upon us.  The wooly bears have invaded, which is a sure sign that the weather is about to get cooler.  I'm really not ready for it.  It seems that this spring and summer just flew past with all that we had going on.  First it was getting ready for the spring auction (and I didn't make anything :( ), then it was birth stuff on and off all May, June was all about getting ready and going to Germany, July was getting caught up on painting that really needed to be done and then my great-grandfather passing away, August was about Liam's birthday and going back to Indiana to bring home some of my great-grandmother's things and then getting the kids ready to go back to school, and so far September has been all about surviving getting my LSAT teaching prep done.  To say I miss having my old rhythm would be an understatement.  I haven't done any crafting in months, partly due to the fact that it was all in boxes and not accessible in the disaster of Miss C's room and partly due to the lack of time.  I didn't feel comfortable taking the time to sit and craft when there were rooms to clean, things to organize, stuff to purge.

Things feel like they are a little closer to coming together.  I've decided that this is a process that will never feel finished, but at least I'm almost to the point where I can feel like I can do something other than obsess about what needs to be done on the house.  I'll be posting a room by room synopsis of what has been done and where we're going with things over the next little bit.

I've learned a little about the things I really like in terms of style, and I've also learned that I've inherited the second-hand bug from my dad's side of the family.  In addition to the wonderful vintage goodies I brought home from Indiana, I've been picking up some here and there at the second hand store.  I'll have to share those with you too.  I've realized that I really like vintage, which I guess makes sense considering some of my favorite bloggers do too.

Anyway, I miss posting about what's been going on with all of us, and hopefully you've missed reading about it.

Oh, so the title is wooly bears...guess I should share about them?  I've always been a caterpillar kind of girl.  Loved the wooly bears when I was a kid, and I can remember ending up with itches in the webs of my fingers from spending so much time picking them up, holding them, petting them, and making them my wiggly little playmates.  So imagine my delight when while weeding yesterday I found a few of them curled up in the tall grass.  I wanted to share my excitement with the boys, so I gave a holler for them.  Jonah was Johnny-on-the-spot and couldn't get a hold of one fast enough.  He carried it around, petted it, and took it in to show Daddie (who promptly hollered for him to take it out, which is how I knew it ended up in the house in the first place!).  So now my little J-man is a wooly bear guy too.  Miss C. couldn't be bothered to touch one, as she was a little afraid of the fact that they move when you do.  Liam thought they were neat but didn't think he liked the tickly feeling he got when they moved.  Jonah, however, couldn't get enough.  Since yesterday, he's been on the lookout.