to God be the glory...

Well, we made it through the whole procedure like a champ! Carter is in his 3rd day of recovery and practically back to normal... poot jokes and all. We give thanks to all who prayed for our little one's health and recovery. God is good. These two canvases are a product of being at home for a couple of days.Trying to get stocked up for the Catfish Festival in a couple of months... I guess I had faith on my mind.

for rhett and mauri laken...

These are two large (24 x 36") canvases for the little brother and sis of cowgirl Maci. Love the way the cowprint turned out. The monogram on Mauri's is also elegant/girly to go along with her pink & brown room. Thanks much again, Kelli, for letting me create 'pretties' for your kiddos!

day of love...

Some of my favorite random quotes about l-o-v-e...

Love- a wildly understood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.

Trip over love, you can get up. Fall in love, and you fall forever.

Anyone can catch your eye, but it takes someone special to catch your heart.

We are all a little weird, and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.

You know when you have found your prince because you not only have a smile on your face but a smile in your heart as well.

for a cute little farmer...

This is a growth chart to go with a canvas I did for Lawson soon after he was born. Mommy decided to go with a little something different this time, but using the same colors. Love, love, love the tractors!
Here you go, Kylie. I couldn't resist the tractors. Daddy and Uncle Chris will be proud! Little man is so precious.

sneaux...

Oh no, here they go... having fun in our Louisiana 'sneaux'!

fun times ahead...

Yesterday, we learned Cart would have to have tubes put in his ears and tonsils/adnoids removed on the 24th... this should be interesting. Poor baby has hardly ever been sick until recently. When he did get sick, it was something major... like the flu or Roseola. Anyway, after about a month of not hearing well and ear infections left and right, we finally got in to the ENT and the results were pretty much expected.
He's growing up so fast. I can remember the fear in my heart when he was in the NICU after he was born. I can't hardly stand to think about an IV in that little hand again... I guess that's why he's a mama's boy. His little sideways smirk and red stork bite on his forehead get me every time. I know this procedure is very routine and will turn out fine... it's just me being a worrying mama. As of right now, he's okay with the thought of hearing better and his throat getting well. The fun will start after the surgery, I'm afraid.