Last night I made a pocket Goose. It was a sort of celebration. I have found my sewing machine and most of the sewing room is set up. Celebration was definitely in order.
When it was done I brought it down and put it on the chair. Calla saw it and smiled. Then she asked me why I used those "silly aminals." Yes, she said "aminals")I told her it was because it was a 'Silly' Goose.
Then I walked into the next room and I hear, "Mom! I like the pockets!"
I like the pockets, too, Calla.
After four kids, ten moves and nearly two decades, we are still blissfully in love (most of the time) and I found myself back in the state I was born and raised in. It has definitely been a journey. In fact, on our 18th anniversary we pulled the last of our stuff up over the pass and into Montana, leaving our surprise love, Idaho, behind. But Montana is a great place. The last best place according to some. And we fully intend to explore as much of it as we can! Join us on our continued adventure through life, love and other stuff that comes with it.