Lex is a year old!

We went to the Children's Musuem, one of the best places in Indiana.

He and Eliz both really enjoyed the racecar

Most definately the picture of the day

So, my little climber got into this drawer, which if you look at the pictures next to it, you see that toddlers are meant to take things in and out of it, not put themselves in it.  He's like his parents, just has to make his own way.

Another toy that he did his own thing with-he rode on the horse for about a minute before he began pushing it around.  I don't have a picture of it, but he took his frist real steps at this point.

The next night, he and Bry-D shared a cake, since Lex was 1 and Bry-D 31.

Lex has turned into a little puppy-if he sees you have food he comes up and begs you to feed him.  He was watching the cake very intently.

Uh, not so sure I like this..

I change my mind, YUMMY!

How did I miss it?

How did Eliz go from this little 3 year old...

To this big 5 year old?!

I mean, when you look at it, she still looks the same-same Elliott features-big cheeks, almond eyes, but the face looks older, the nose is longer, the cheeks not quite so cherubic.

She went to her first sleepover party on Friday, and while she was totally ready for it, Bry-D and I weren't so sure.  When I went to bed that night, I happened to pick up a picture that was on the floor next to my bed-from when she was 3.  She suddenly looked so much like a little toddler in the picture, and this picture from earlier in the day she looks like, well, like a little girl, not my baby girl.  So when did it happen?  Slowly over time so that it was an imperceptable shift, or suddenly and I was just oblivous to it?  I used to want to have the superhero ablity to fly, now i want time manipulation-so I can slow everything down and really enjoy it!

Admiral Lasered Nine Tails

I really needed this today! 

Of course I have delicate butterfly wings while using a laser whip-it makes sense when you know me!

Someone had to eat it...

The poor cake was just sitting there, feeling unloved because no-one was eating it.  So I graciously stepped in to save it from the garbage.  I'm so kind!

Comparision: Haiti and my comfort

As I read the headlines, and hear the reports, I wondered if I had anything to say about the tragedy ion Haiti. What could I say that hadn't already been said-my sorrow, my regret, my desire to help was an echo of what everyone else has already expressed. As I considered this while washing dishes, it occurred to me that many Haitians in Port au Prince no longer have dishes to wash. As I checked the laundry to see if the dryer was done, I realised that not only did very few people there have any clothes other than the ones on their back, also they have been wearing those clothes for a few days, and probably don't know when they would get to wash those, or a new clean set of clothes. My children are playing in the background, my husband on his way to work, people in Port au Prince may not even know if their families are alive; I am very aware of my comfortable life, and right now, I feel rather guilty about it. I don't live in luxury, but I do live very comfortably. So, I feel the need to alleviate my guilt by giving back somehow, by helping these people in need. What can I do? Prayer of course, is something I can do-it's easy, and it doesn't really interfere with my everyday routine-again, it does not affect my comfort. I can donate money, or clothes or household items I no longer use/need. Again, these do not affect my comfort. So, are these things enough? That is the question that is nagging me-what can I do that is enough? Don't misunderstand, I fully believe that prayer can literally move a mountain from one geographic region to another, but I feel I'm being told that in this case, there is more to be done. But what, and how much? Am I to drop everything, leave my family to go Haiti? Should I be organising some sort of benefit, a donation drive? Hhhmm. I suppose I'll find out what it is, or just ignore it until it's to late to do anything.

Horribly honest people

Instead of editing my last post to continue, I'm starting a new one. So, we now have a few months to save up to buy Microsoft Office Professional. Most people will wonder what does it matter, it's not like Microsoft will know that we're using the Student version for a home business, right? Well, no they won't, but Bry-D and I will. And that's the problem. Bry-D is a real stickler for the rules, and I'm just a horribly honest person. Which means neither of us even thought of it as a possibility to go ahead and use the Student version, it's against the rules. And because we didn't hesitate to do what we felt was the right thing, I felt really sick to my stomach when I saw that to get a single program was going to cost us twice what we had just paid. The only thing I could think to say to God was, "I need you to work this out please." Then Bryan told me about the free beta trial, it's 3 or 6 months, such a relief! We agreed that I'd put as much money from my business aside to pay for it as I could. Which means that now I'm working towards buying a laptop and Office-I've got to up my production goals!

When things work out...

When office finally arrived yesterday, Bry-D was standing on my cutting table. Installing a second hook for my yarn baskets. He insisted on opening the box; when he did, he saw that the wonderfully cheap student version said specifically not to use for any money-making venture. So he called Microsoft to return what we had just received, and I got online to look for just Word. That was it, not the whole Office sch-bang, just Word. It's $300 for just Word! How in the world is that possible? So, as I recovered from my not so small stroke, Bry-D sat down at the computer and began to do...something. He finally got off the phone and told me that the help woman had shown him where to get a free beta of Office Professional 2010. We would have to register it(which translates into fork over da money) in 6 months, but still, that's better than not having anything for awhile. What a relief! Oh, wait, the dvd-r/rw is broke, so I can't get to my documents until that's fixed. It seems the only thing happening in our lives right now has to do with the computer. We need to get out more.

Hi, let me re-introduce myself

I'm Peggy, the girl that writes this blog. I thought that what with not posting for ages, and it being the start of a new year, I'd tell you about myself.

For starters, I refer to myself as a girl because most of the time, I can hardly believe I'm ready to be out of high school, let alone be married with children- am I really mature enough for this responsibility? I suppose it's to late to be asking that question.
Moving on.

When I started blogging, it was because I knew I wanted to open an online store, and most of the blogs I loved had web stores that I loved, and web stores I loved had blogs that I loved. So I got on the wagon. I started out posting about anything, then decided to split into a crafty, business type blog and a personal blog. I saw the joy of an online journal through a blog, and felt that personal life and business promotion should be separate. Mostly for freedom of expression-the religious kind. If you're reading my personal blog and I'm talking about the love of Jesus and you don't like it, deal. It's my personal blog, this is who I am, don't read it if you don't agree with it. I'm one of those people that think some things need to be left out of business. So, I started Blu Butterfly as a place for personal expression. Then, I found out that I'm a really private person. I had no problem when I was just posting random crafty-ness, but every time I wrote something truly personal, or my opinion of a current event, I could never bring myself to post it. I had all sorts of excuses, and one was, who wants to hear my opinion? Just last week, I realised, duh, it's my blog, it's supposed to be full of my opinion. Funny how it took me months to figure that out.

So, 2010's blog resolution-
I will not be afraid to post anything.

Next, I have a beautiful husband, Bry-D, and two crazy kids, Eliz and Lex, as well as two dogs, Sadie and Kaya. My grandmother told me once that your children will become more important than your marriage, even though they shouldn't, they do because they take so much of your time. And I get what she meant. It's very easy to forget that my relationship with Bry-D is more important than Eliz's newest drawing or Lex's ability to get on his sister's nerves at not even 1 year old. Keeping Bry-D at the top of the list is work, but it's worth it. After all, without our marriage, we wouldn't have the crazy kids.

I also have just recently opened an etsy store with my sister. It's called Lee and Loren, a store with sewn toys for children. I have been working consistently as a seamstress for the last several months, it took me until October to realise that, though. Career Day in high school would not have found me saying I wanted to follow in Gramma and Mom's footsteps and be a seamstress. It just sort of happened, and I'm quite pleased with it, thought I've not printed business cards or given it a name-I work off of referrals. LeeandLoren started with a conversation between my sister and I about not being satisfied with diaper bags. We moved onto toys, and decided to stop just complaining and do something. This would be another area where keeping my priorities in order is my aspiration.

Sometimes I achieve it.

Sometimes not.

In conclusion, our computer crashed between Christmas and New Year's, and we're still loading things back on it, so, sometime in the next few days, I'll share pictures of what's been going on. In the meantime, nice to meet you!