Every year we sent out a few dozen Christmas cards to our family and friends. When we just had one child, even just two children, we had professional (if you can consider the cheap coupon specials Wal Mart used to have "professional") photos taken. It was fun to dress the babies up in coordinating outfits and pick out something nice for David and I to wear.
But now, since our last attempt at professional pictures, we merely take our own and consider ourselves lucky if the children look only semi-miserable and only one or two are doing something like picking their nose or sticking their tongue out.
This year was no different. I took quite a few pictures of the children one afternoon last week. By the time we were finished the boys seemed hyped up on some invisible substance and the baby was cranky and exhausted.
Most of them are like the pictures you see above. We did get one or two possible "good" ones. I think we'll go with this one for our Christmas cards this year. It's not perfect but it gets the main points across: yes, the boys are bigger this year than they were last year. And yes, we have a new baby. Some of the people we send Christmas cards to do not even know about the baby so that should be a surprise for them. Ha.
For better or for worse they will go in the mail this weekend. And the boys and baby will not have to needlessly suffer through another attempted photo session. At least til next year.
Love,
Sarah
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Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Monday, June 13, 2011
Impromptu Trip to the 1830's
We had no plans for the weekend other than doing some yard and garden work but a spur of the moment idea yesterday had us heading about an hour south to visit the tomb of Abraham Lincoln. The remainder of the afternoon was spent at Lincoln's New Salem and we came home happy and exhausted and very inspired by our little daytrip.
I just love trips like this - somehow, they seem more intimate and fun than trips that have been long in the planning. There is no time to have to plan things out, stress over getting things done. You just go. You just do it. It usually works out pretty well.
We were blessed with an absolutely beautiful day. Of course, to get more "into" the feeling of the trip we dressed in our historic attire. I was the only one with an outfit made purposely for the late 1820's/early 1830's period but we all had fun and the guys looked very handsome, I thought. :)
The boys were often stopped and people exclaimed over how cute they looked. The boys were curious about simply everything and had a grand time peering into the cabins, seeing the smithy at work over his fire, watching the shoe maker, seeing the ladies dye yarn and, of course, looking at the animals. And gathering sticks, rocks and "flowers" (clover) which entertained them the entire time they were there as well as the drive home since they insisted on bringing their collections home with them. . .
The last time we were here was three years ago and as it was very early spring at the time, the village seemed rather dead. David was not impressed. This time, he was intrigued by all the demonstrations and of course fell completely in love with the various gardens. Being quite a good gardener in his own right, he noted ideas for future garden plans and different plants and herbs we should incorporate into ours.
And me? I was just thrilled to be here! I was 12 years old when I visited New Salem for the first time and ever since then have harbored a secret little dream to walk the curving, tree-shaded pathways of this sweet village in a historic dress. Yesterday, that 13-year old dream came to fruition and I was just as happy and excited as I would have been when I was 12 years old. :) A girl never gets too old for dress up, now, does she?
We met some really lovely people who volunteer here and were asked some rather bizarre questions by the visiting public. One really stood out to me - a gentleman approached David and asked him "Sir, if I may ask, how old is your wife?" He then proceeded to ask about marriage customs of the day, and wondered if I was telling the truth when I told him that yes, I really was married at age 19 and yes, I am really 25!
It was quite a nice break from modern life to get away to this quiet little town for a bit. I hope more trips to this destination will be in our near future - I think they might!
I have more photos at my facebook album, here: Lincoln's Tomb and New Salem
Love,
Sarah
I just love trips like this - somehow, they seem more intimate and fun than trips that have been long in the planning. There is no time to have to plan things out, stress over getting things done. You just go. You just do it. It usually works out pretty well.
We were blessed with an absolutely beautiful day. Of course, to get more "into" the feeling of the trip we dressed in our historic attire. I was the only one with an outfit made purposely for the late 1820's/early 1830's period but we all had fun and the guys looked very handsome, I thought. :)
The boys were often stopped and people exclaimed over how cute they looked. The boys were curious about simply everything and had a grand time peering into the cabins, seeing the smithy at work over his fire, watching the shoe maker, seeing the ladies dye yarn and, of course, looking at the animals. And gathering sticks, rocks and "flowers" (clover) which entertained them the entire time they were there as well as the drive home since they insisted on bringing their collections home with them. . .
The last time we were here was three years ago and as it was very early spring at the time, the village seemed rather dead. David was not impressed. This time, he was intrigued by all the demonstrations and of course fell completely in love with the various gardens. Being quite a good gardener in his own right, he noted ideas for future garden plans and different plants and herbs we should incorporate into ours.
And me? I was just thrilled to be here! I was 12 years old when I visited New Salem for the first time and ever since then have harbored a secret little dream to walk the curving, tree-shaded pathways of this sweet village in a historic dress. Yesterday, that 13-year old dream came to fruition and I was just as happy and excited as I would have been when I was 12 years old. :) A girl never gets too old for dress up, now, does she?
We met some really lovely people who volunteer here and were asked some rather bizarre questions by the visiting public. One really stood out to me - a gentleman approached David and asked him "Sir, if I may ask, how old is your wife?" He then proceeded to ask about marriage customs of the day, and wondered if I was telling the truth when I told him that yes, I really was married at age 19 and yes, I am really 25!
It was quite a nice break from modern life to get away to this quiet little town for a bit. I hope more trips to this destination will be in our near future - I think they might!
I have more photos at my facebook album, here: Lincoln's Tomb and New Salem
Love,
Sarah
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Three Little Spirits
I grew up in a home that did not celebrate Halloween. I did, once, when about ten years old, attend a Halloween party. I dressed as a gypsy in a swirly pink dress, sheer shawl and lots of bangle bracelets and jewelry. But that was it, besides the occasion when my brother and I draped ourselves in dark sheets and blankets and crept outside the house, to knock on the front door in hopes of getting some of the candy my parents inevitably bought for potential trick-or-treaters.
Now, we have our Ghost of Christmas Past. This was Malachi, who wore Judah's white linen tunic, trimmed with yellow roses and with a red taffeta sash with the ends trimmed with gold tassels.
"It wore a tunic of the purest white; and round its waist was bound a lustrous belt, the sheen of which was beautiful. It held a branch of fresh holly in its hand; and, in singular contrast of that wintery emblem, had its dress trimmed with summer flowers."
Last is the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come, which was portrayed by Judah. I also had to make this costume but it was very easy - a big rectangle with rounded corners with a hole cut in the middle for his head. I used a dark gray sheet, and the pillow case that matched was used for a hood, which I sewed into the head opening.
Suprisingly, many people knew who we were portraying. Last night we even found out that news of our portrayals had preceded us in the neighborhood we visited! The boys got too much candy but with it rationed out to a few pieces per day, it will last a very long time.
Love,
Sarah
David, on the other hand, always celebrated Halloween. When we had children, we didn't really plan on what to do. The last five years we have done nothing. Which was fine with me. This year, though, we thought we'd try trick or treating and dressing up in costumes. If Halloween is a day set aside to honor the dead, why not choose a great person who has left a great legacy to honor? Sure, there are some horrid things people do to celebrate this day. . .but no worse than what some people do to celebrate the holidays of Christmas or Easter.
We decided to portray characters from a great book we all have enjoyed, written by a great man. A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens seemed a perfect choice and a great way to kick off the coming holiday season. With a few days to throw some costumes together, I scanned the book for ideas. In the end, we dressed as (of course) Ebenezer Scrooge, Ebenezer Scrooge's one-time fiancee, and the Ghosts of Christmas.
First off, here is our Ebenezer. David wore his flannel nightshirt and wool nightcap and carried around a brass candlestick and beeswax candle. Scrooge likely would not have had a nice candle like this - knowing him, he'd have gone for Cheap - but it gave a nice appearance.
"It would have been in vain for Scrooge to plead that the weather and the hour were not adapted to pedestrian purposes; that bed was warm, and the thermometer a long way below freezing; that he was clad but lightly in his slippers, dressing gown and nightcap. . ."
Wanting an excuse to wear my regency attire (which I rarely get a chance to wear these days) I dressed as the woman whom the young Scrooge was engaged to marry. Those who are familiar with the story will remember that this young lady released Scrooge from their engagement once she realized what the love of money was doing to him.
According to the book, she was a "fair young girl in a mourning dress: in whose eyes there were tears. . ." Since in the Victorian era purple/lavender were considered mourning colors (though I do not know if this holds true for earlier years) I wore my lavedear and gray striped regency gown. I added the circlet of flowers and the sash for a more festive look.
"It wore a tunic of the purest white; and round its waist was bound a lustrous belt, the sheen of which was beautiful. It held a branch of fresh holly in its hand; and, in singular contrast of that wintery emblem, had its dress trimmed with summer flowers."
Next is the Ghost of Christmas Present. This outfit was the really the only one requiring much effort since I didn't have anything else that could be used. David got the position for the reason his hair is the darkest of the three children and the Ghost of Christmas Present is described as having "dark curls".
"It was clothed in one simple, deep green robe, or mantle, bordered with white fur. . .and on its head it wore no other covering than a holly wreathe, set here and there with shining icicles. . . .girded round its middle was an antique scabbard; but no sword was in it." Having to use what was in my stash, I chose a dark green/blue brocade. I made a simple T-tunic garment and trimmed the sleeves and neck with fake white fur cut down from an old Christmas stocking. The wreathe was some wire bent to shape and covered with wound bias tape; I attached a holly flower and some white clear beaded fringe as icicles. He wore a leather belt and an empty knife sheath as his scabbard.
Last is the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come, which was portrayed by Judah. I also had to make this costume but it was very easy - a big rectangle with rounded corners with a hole cut in the middle for his head. I used a dark gray sheet, and the pillow case that matched was used for a hood, which I sewed into the head opening.
"It was shrouded in a deep black garment, which concealed its head, its face, its form and left nothing of it visible, save one outstretched hand."
We went trick-or-treating up and down one dead end street in town last night. This evening we took them to a mall where we walked to the different stores. David carried his candle-stick and smiled and greeted passersby with a heartfelt "Merry Christmas!" :P
Suprisingly, many people knew who we were portraying. Last night we even found out that news of our portrayals had preceded us in the neighborhood we visited! The boys got too much candy but with it rationed out to a few pieces per day, it will last a very long time.
Love,
Sarah
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