Little Bird Cottage: 2009

Actually, it's been over a month. Long enough for people to come looking for me, and for my friend "V" to threaten to shut me down. Long enough for my Mother to say she had given up. The truth is, I've been here, on blogger everyday...reading and browsing, laughing, and enjoying...OTHER people's blogs. After Christmas here at Little Bird Cottage was like what Audrey Hepburn called "the mean reds" in the movie Breakfast at Tiffany's. Not blue, not sad, just...not anything. I could go on and on about how I DREADED taking down the Christmas tree, and how I swore I'm not even putting up a tree next year....but since Valentines is next week, I think I need to spare everyone the "after Christmas drama" (which, by the way, next year, I will be putting up a tree, but will forgo the Nutcrackers, Tea Pots, Nativities, and all other non-essentials that never seem to fit back into their respective boxes).

January was filled with "getting back into the swing of things", like organizing closets and making trips to the Goodwill (for drop off, not for purchase). Of course, January was also filled with Arden running me ragged, endless classes and activities which I know my daugher enjoys but often leave me muddering to myself, "Mommy needs a break", or "Mommy needs a coffee", or in real desperation, "Mommy needs a Martini", don't worry Mommy usually doesn't get any of the above, so don't call Child Protective Services about that last one. :)

Even though we are one week shy of St. Valentine's Day, I can't let the calendar keep me from posting our Christmas pics. Don't hate me. Here is goes:

A few days before Christmas...
A Beautiful Dress, a Purse, a Pearl Necklace, a Fire Truck...What more could a girl need?

I tried all Season to get her to stand next to this Santa...this was the closest she ever came.

Ready for her "Kinder Music" Christmas Party. Arden walked into the party shouting "HI!" to everyone...unfortunately, she's so short, no one heard her. Luckily, she was unfazed by this!

Christmas Eve at MiMi's house (my moms).

This car was her favorite present, from her MiMi...and a little red purse was the other favorite.

Pretty tired at the end of the night...there's that purse.

This table was her present from us. This table was also almost the end of our relationship as it had horrible instructions and Andy was overzealous with the power drill. We finished it though, some wood putty and a few "YOU BROKE IT!" accusations, and it was done. Hallelujah!