tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233977982024-03-07T04:17:01.645-05:00zee lah*filling our days with moments to treasureJonathan Zilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474813809872416455noreply@blogger.comBlogger209125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-27748166674764486472012-03-05T23:14:00.000-05:002012-03-05T23:14:20.135-05:00march 5th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">it's monday and i'm behind in my weekly update. nothing new about that :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">BUT, something very new is...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">HAVEN STARTED SCHOOL! yes, yes we're fully aware it's the middle of the school year-- we're late bloomers, what can i say? ;)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM-mK8PRfiODXTzg1oKSGA6nZVgSTxLwOIL4_u4Xf28LMHSdtBa0d5DMtVEY3ePE-PmJN08GEEbQlP2stCVJmk9lSRyD5A0PbxVqqqyh6pQ0lmUo2v6IqzBGJczzCdK8kisq-3/s1600/zila+fam+2+28_0359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM-mK8PRfiODXTzg1oKSGA6nZVgSTxLwOIL4_u4Xf28LMHSdtBa0d5DMtVEY3ePE-PmJN08GEEbQlP2stCVJmk9lSRyD5A0PbxVqqqyh6pQ0lmUo2v6IqzBGJczzCdK8kisq-3/s400/zila+fam+2+28_0359.JPG" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> h started just in time for 'pajama day' -- each week the class learns a new letter. the 'p' week brought pajamas and pancakes, pink and purple paint, and as h calls them-- mashed potato chips.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQM0gTmkRRNc-7r7yslaBXVkOvmey_w_SxjuXqfYRTmhhBU0xmd_Kdlp42bLU8nB8TR_685keTHFAzP4YVtdaVpVBSrXWH8si93byIWtDpak6v28NbklpSCw07_710m1ZbnMr4/s1600/zila+fam+2+28_0360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQM0gTmkRRNc-7r7yslaBXVkOvmey_w_SxjuXqfYRTmhhBU0xmd_Kdlp42bLU8nB8TR_685keTHFAzP4YVtdaVpVBSrXWH8si93byIWtDpak6v28NbklpSCw07_710m1ZbnMr4/s400/zila+fam+2+28_0360.JPG" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">here she is modeling her tinkerbell footy pj's with snow boots (*no snow in the state, but the only shoes that fit over her pj's)</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">jon and i both took her to school on the first day and had feelings of anxiety mixed with excitement-- our first baby is growing up! this was her first little step into the world apart from us and i wrestled with wanting to keep her home forever or let her experience school with mrs. fabiano. she took to it beautifully and we followed her lead. she's constantly astonishing me with how adaptive she can be and how easily she handles new situations (aside from doctor's offices of course). </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">we did homework together and i worked extra hard to find time for she and i to play a part from true. we had a tea party and painted her nails, cuddled on the couch with a movie, and played grocery store, doctor, dollhouse, and pirate adventures with princess figurines.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">true is getting more and more charming by the day. she wrinkles her nose for extra excited smiles, is settling down more for car rides, and discovering her ears. she's stretching her bottles from 11:30p-5:30a pretty regularly now. she's still battling skin issues on her face that keep us putting socks on her hands to keep from scratching, earning her the knickname 'sock monkey.'</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">i'm dying to take the boarder out of the bathrooms but can't quite find the time or empty arm. i am however sneaking out to a sewing class once a week that i l o v e! laura and i had a spa date with chick-fil-a to round it out on leap day--a tradition to begin i hope!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-23409485377109384472012-02-19T19:53:00.000-05:002012-02-19T19:53:15.637-05:00february 19thwhat a great week! well, for most of us. true had her 2 month vaccines and a bad reaction to them-- fever and fussy for a couple days, but is now on the mend. she weighs 11 + pounds and has grown almost two inches in the last month. haven started crying in the car on the way to the doctor's office. when i asked her why she was feeling sad, she responded that she was sad for true to have to get shots today. our doctor is SO great and invited haven (who is pretty petrified of the whole doctor's office thing) to help her sort some pens while the nurse came back with true's round of torture. we got a super cute hot pink highlighter family drawing out of the deal and only true had tears at the office. well, me too, but at least not h!<br />
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i realized i was getting older when a friend asked how old i was and thirty slipped past my lips. i'm not sad about the big 3-0-- it just felt so different saying it aloud. speaking about birthdays, haven's best bud had his birthday party yesterday and there is nothing cuter than a bunch of four-year-old super heroes bowling!<br />
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</div> h was super quiet last sunday during rest time (not typical) and when i opened the door, this is what i discovered! i had left a basket of clean clothes in the girls' room to put away and haven told me it just looked so cozy... :)Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-23775024677349613642012-02-10T16:02:00.002-05:002012-02-12T23:28:51.467-05:00february 10th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>just a few days away from 2 months! t is finding her hands and putting them in her mouth. h is playing babies a lot this week and her comments are cracking me up as she repeats much of what she hears me say "yea, she's been a little fussy today-- do you need another burp?" "sorry i was crabby, the baby didn't sleep well last night" i have a new <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=722zPX1npcA&ob=av2e">favorite song</a> and have been listening to it over and over all week. jon's started playing raquetball with friends and has some pretty amazing blisters to show for it.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-35014327695133965332012-02-04T14:13:00.000-05:002012-02-04T14:13:36.465-05:00february 4th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj122HWuOlOuRMgANpVQgZyFE9mmyU2jt6r-femv_oy0Mjut3rM8L4WAohWZUVjVeg5-Ueu4619q-SHJkxuS4wKJnMIQT7RazsjAvmlZv8NlVJ-ZeUvGCwooSpHFQ_YtrflPmZG/s1600/zila+fam+FEB+4+2012_0270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj122HWuOlOuRMgANpVQgZyFE9mmyU2jt6r-femv_oy0Mjut3rM8L4WAohWZUVjVeg5-Ueu4619q-SHJkxuS4wKJnMIQT7RazsjAvmlZv8NlVJ-ZeUvGCwooSpHFQ_YtrflPmZG/s400/zila+fam+FEB+4+2012_0270.JPG" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> God bless the creators of bjorn--t was fussy all day and this is her best shot :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsULQsikpZE5afJZI16oc-tJMc6LnQdG6-bYfPf7LhiC1cMJELOmVnq5Wcj9jXBbIysjFhvuLM0qpJL5cboxDtMOfvuwJ8yhRqf9YqByHoivs2Lja1_AHXc4Adhm-2dxpjFKb7/s1600/zila+fam+FEB+4+2012_0269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsULQsikpZE5afJZI16oc-tJMc6LnQdG6-bYfPf7LhiC1cMJELOmVnq5Wcj9jXBbIysjFhvuLM0qpJL5cboxDtMOfvuwJ8yhRqf9YqByHoivs2Lja1_AHXc4Adhm-2dxpjFKb7/s400/zila+fam+FEB+4+2012_0269.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> h is awesome at hi ho cheerio! maybe because we practice all. the. time</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggLlHpwF3Lk-QgEF-GdljzViqZCe8KWQRuhzlx4eoxGMqzhhiDJK9WPv3MHDsUyxsSJkJHG_I-0-mPusSxPA5xW1ZS4fCfotUEN9HN75eR8_eXmWU_HjpQCr5TYZxuPOnJP8zh/s1600/zila+fam+FEB+4+2012_0268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggLlHpwF3Lk-QgEF-GdljzViqZCe8KWQRuhzlx4eoxGMqzhhiDJK9WPv3MHDsUyxsSJkJHG_I-0-mPusSxPA5xW1ZS4fCfotUEN9HN75eR8_eXmWU_HjpQCr5TYZxuPOnJP8zh/s400/zila+fam+FEB+4+2012_0268.JPG" width="266" /></a></div>we survived! our first week with jon back to work also happened to be our first week with him out of town-- whew! we have great friends who graciously filled in the gaps whether that was making dinner or feeding t so i could put h to bed/ do her hair; we are so thankful. haven is still up for best-big-sister award, true is growing like a weed and cooing at us, i'm proud that the house is still standing (and not on a foundation of laundry) and jon had a great week at the office with colleagues returning to 'normal'. haven and i learned about the letter 'g' and groundhog's day. i squeezed in a tiny photo session. true slept like a champ two days this week. we visited with new friends and old friends too. played at the park for two beautiful and unseasonably warm days. and lastly was introduced to chocolate pecan pie which i haven't stopped thinking about yet. oh my.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-17935921506985435532012-01-30T15:08:00.000-05:002012-01-30T15:08:38.831-05:00january 30th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC4CICtBfkKYlGOh3jGagSdJN3TPywC1pXUOO7VD2we20o6uKXoNN3o9bIGM784CKcK67p0Ussmnl-MB8mOo344UoHrYLgQRkJYTl5-V3mWm8nYaJ8aPL1a4eQ_aTyDcjAXQZ-/s1600/zila+jan+2012_0203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC4CICtBfkKYlGOh3jGagSdJN3TPywC1pXUOO7VD2we20o6uKXoNN3o9bIGM784CKcK67p0Ussmnl-MB8mOo344UoHrYLgQRkJYTl5-V3mWm8nYaJ8aPL1a4eQ_aTyDcjAXQZ-/s400/zila+jan+2012_0203.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLidT7dGUkU4iamYUqd3T-wjHCAMQwJlNJoIwNsJBih73s8kMboKUqCOJK9tiGLHPudjAfDIovc-RPbfbgAdWw2K9m-w5IkDxmi4CWTKIy0ZUVYIQypWWraVt2yzb2JzhNugVm/s1600/zila+jan+2012_0216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLidT7dGUkU4iamYUqd3T-wjHCAMQwJlNJoIwNsJBih73s8kMboKUqCOJK9tiGLHPudjAfDIovc-RPbfbgAdWw2K9m-w5IkDxmi4CWTKIy0ZUVYIQypWWraVt2yzb2JzhNugVm/s400/zila+jan+2012_0216.JPG" width="266" /></a></div>oops. three weeks in and i've already fallen behind. true turned six weeks old and is ALL smiles and coos (that and a fantastic case of baby acne!) :) she loves when we mimc the noises she makes and will carry on a conversation of sorts with you. haven's favorite shows are madeline and sesame street and she's loving rediscovering old toys that we are still unpacking. we had a family date night this week to our mall's chick-fil-a and h and jon rode the train in the rotunda! it's physically impossible to smile more than she did-- so great. jon and i each spent some time dreaming and vision casting for the year and had a great time sharing with each other ON A DATE! our youth group watched haven (and a bunch of friends from church) and los campos kept true for us. it was great having a face-to-face conversation without interruption. we're excited to share more about one venture in particular soon, but just know that we want your bibles for our birthday.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-34232855929328883272012-01-21T08:26:00.000-05:002012-01-21T08:26:00.756-05:00january 20th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIrjAClu0_d5ZiGHS1wnnLIClCxPcoEoD_o1KqenT_FtYehy-TDDOdCk70X0umG3egZEgVUSXheMiqL-Z2RQR22NeyKYK7vOUmp8MXnodQ55QNONqVx2WnLc_nkILYl-Fzpt9e/s1600/IMG_9592_0169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIrjAClu0_d5ZiGHS1wnnLIClCxPcoEoD_o1KqenT_FtYehy-TDDOdCk70X0umG3egZEgVUSXheMiqL-Z2RQR22NeyKYK7vOUmp8MXnodQ55QNONqVx2WnLc_nkILYl-Fzpt9e/s400/IMG_9592_0169.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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this past week has served as a trial run for me. jon's been home with us since we came home to nj as a party of four and i've grown use to having him by my side 24/7 (literally). friends are still helping us with a few meals throughout and jon is just a shout away, but i've tried better to 'run our home' and return to my role as primary care-er. let me just tell y'all that there is an equation they do not teach in math classes i've come by--when you add one child to a family, the time it takes you to accomplish anything increases by 'x'; when you add a second kiddo to said family, said time increases by 'x+72 / the square root of how much laundry remains undone'! i'm curious to find if this remains true after infancy or could possibly grow even more.<br />
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jon's begun work on the fence--his big hope to accomplish before returning to work. he is the best of the best and so humbly serves me and our family. haven was excited to return to bible study ("school") this week. we've been learning about the letter 'm' this week-- glueing marshmallows to 'm' outlines, eating m&m's, and finding books and roadsigns with our letter of the week. true's volunteering a few smiles for us, staring into space, and cooing more than ever. she's an attention hog and must be near your person at all times. two cars had issues that jz totally handled.<br />
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we talked a bit about dr. king with haven this week and it's funny what sticks in her sweet mind. 'martin' (as she refers to him--i wonder if he would mind, sorry dr. king...) lives in heaven with God, but used to live in 'merica before he died and he taught people to love each other no matter what you look like in your eyes. we definitely talked about this hero in three-year-old terms, but i love that she's getting the heart of his message. we are so thankful for the sacrifices he and his family and so many others have made, simply for the existence of ours.<br />
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i'm sitting in 1thes 5 and soaking in being prayerful, thankful, and joyful in all things. it hits me, pretty often, this overcoming joy at this season of life. it causes me to wonder if it is in part to the sorrow that we've known-- if darkness makes light shine brighter? whatever way, i'm loving l o v i n g this season and humbled to feel so blessed.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-59235141526864443882012-01-20T20:26:00.001-05:002012-01-23T20:15:08.894-05:00january 13th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaTl_0YjQwAXx-YR5kyRCTVN7Db5y-ids1VQ-J0ApqpP4IQ37zfHvsQmnRx56UXZSEXwqutZRKSQtlKkj6skMm07LFnCYnEv7F7ZpWMl7HnnivAbaMbHIDDbh6gfTYiWa_kuwf/s1600/IMG_9562_0177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaTl_0YjQwAXx-YR5kyRCTVN7Db5y-ids1VQ-J0ApqpP4IQ37zfHvsQmnRx56UXZSEXwqutZRKSQtlKkj6skMm07LFnCYnEv7F7ZpWMl7HnnivAbaMbHIDDbh6gfTYiWa_kuwf/s400/IMG_9562_0177.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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our sleepy girl is doing so well-- tummy issues have disappeared and her first nj doctor visit was a success! all four of us, our doctor friend, a med student and all our favorite nurses squeezed into a tiny examine room; quite the site. two pounds bigger and almost two inches longer in this short month. haven was meant to be a big sister-- she is in her element and true loves her attention best it seems.<br />
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::friends with delicious dinners<br />
::family dates to wendy's for frostys<br />
::healthy girls<br />
::caffeine<br />
::a husband who installs dishwashers and wakes for midnight feedings<br />
::white collar on netflix<br />
::sunny windows<br />
::isaiah 40:29Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-67302099230111867752012-01-08T21:13:00.000-05:002012-01-08T21:13:22.502-05:00january 8th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj52WzKRS5k3WrEdfm1JwPEgUYMgobqhyphenhyphenu04_KddCM141N5EroIkO33WoElqlvXWTJzoT3iOsgfP9TmWGiWugBYsXcGjJMhBOGRAMWDaj2Qoh0k7SEioFY7yg3Vy6jKtUDdeXVr/s1600/jan62012_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj52WzKRS5k3WrEdfm1JwPEgUYMgobqhyphenhyphenu04_KddCM141N5EroIkO33WoElqlvXWTJzoT3iOsgfP9TmWGiWugBYsXcGjJMhBOGRAMWDaj2Qoh0k7SEioFY7yg3Vy6jKtUDdeXVr/s320/jan62012_0022.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">haven is a great big sister!</div><br />
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</div>i'm lost for words to describe the joy in my heart. God is so good. and gentle. and perfect in timing. and just plain ol' awesome. we are loving life as four and adjusting to 'fake' life (jon's on leave for a month) nicely. i'm challenged to learn/know/live ephesians 4:1-3, especially in my role as mama to these two girls. loving listening to haven recite over and over again the story of jesus' birth with her little people set. thankful for a date with h today at b&n for some book readin' and cupcake eatin'. can't inhale enough of the sweet smell of miss true. amazed at all my husband has accomplished this week and how he leads our family. thinking the christmas tree may never come down. oops.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-1997474998426440672011-12-27T22:55:00.000-05:002011-12-27T22:55:58.385-05:00announcing<div style="text-align: center;">it is with unspeakable joy that we announce our second daughter</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(**more pictures will surely follow-- mommy left her camera cord out of state!!)</div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-28207643393253344182011-05-03T08:00:00.001-04:002011-05-03T08:00:05.418-04:00new headband= spring cutieour weekly run to our favorite box store ended in the capture, payment, and never-left-out-of-sight easter clearance headband. i have to say i love it almost as much as miss h herself!<br />
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-Isaiah 40:8</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5662505423/" title="IMG_7411 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img alt="IMG_7411" height="640" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5101/5662505423_43c2f6a20b_z.jpg" width="427" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">all of the grass</div><div style="text-align: center;">and all the flowers</div><div style="text-align: center;">all the baskets of laundry</div><div style="text-align: center;">and all the best cooked meals</div><div style="text-align: center;">all the hollywood gossip</div><div style="text-align: center;">and all the home improvements</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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i LOVED easter this year! haven is at a great age to really have some fun. all of these pictures seem to center around eggs, but the things i <i>really</i> want to remember weren't captured with my camera's lens.<br />
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all week leading up to easter, we talked about jesus' death and resurrection. the sunday before easter, haven's nursery class learned all about jesus death-- waiting until the following week to present the good news that he is risen again! she came home saying that 'ee-ter is scaw-y.' we quickly told her the rest of the story and she's still reminding us that 'he awive!' i love her three year old grasp of the resurrection story-- they hit him. he died. the rock moved. jesus alive! he went home with his flip flops on. :)<br />
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on good friday, we remembered jesus' death by keeping our home dark-- no lights on, no tv (*jon works from home, so his office escaped our plans). haven complied pretty easily, i seemed to have a harder time. every light switch and remote was a reminder that the sky turned black and creation mourned the death of God's true son. <a href="http://freddytandsusan.blogspot.com/">this sweet family</a> commemorated good friday this way last year and i've been waiting to recreate it for haven all year.<br />
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we also followed this <a href="http://homegrownmom.com/creating-family-times/resurrection-rolls-an-easy-easter-treat/1689">recipe/agenda</a> in making resurrection rolls on friday. reading through john's account of jesus death with haven and jon was probably my favorite part of the weekend. h cried when we had to put jesus in the 'tomb'-- whoever thought to have jesus' body represented by a marshmallow, truly knew the treasure of a three-year-old's heart.<br />
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haven could have cared less about dying the eggs after the initial drop into the dye (*which in retrospect probably worked out best for my table and floors...). i got busy too and we both forgot about them resulting in really bright colors!<br />
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after church on sunday, we had friends old and new over for lunch and a little egg hunting. honey glazed hams are heavenly. This is miss h with our friend josh. it was his first real egg hunt too!<br />
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"jesus is awive!"<br />
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These were SUPER easy to make and super quick too (and super cute, if I may say so!). I got the idea from <a href="http://jonesdesigncompany.com/baby/burp-cloths/">this site</a>, but changed the dimensions based on a store-bought cloth.<br />
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I bought a full-sized, ribbed towel from Tar-jay to use as the backing. The yellow/grey fabric is from Amy Butler. I love Amy Butler.<br />
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First, cut a piece of terry cloth and patterned fabric approximately 7 x 18 inches. Then, with right sides facing, sew the entire rectangle leaving a gap just a couple inches wide. Before turning the burp cloth right-side out, clip the corners so that the fabrics will lay smoothly. Turn out and press.<br />
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Finish by sewing a quarter inch inside the perimeter. <br />
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Burp and wipe. Repeat.<br />
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With two baby showers in two days and even more friends with babies on-the-way, there was a need for mass-produced little baby burp cloths. (*Haven's on this kick where anyone her age or younger is a 'tiny wittle baby'. so stinkin' great) Anyways, I tied up two cloths with a grey ribbon and a board book inside. <br />
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</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>"How wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ." -Ephesians 3:18</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Hallelujah </i></div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-43369566985917818962011-04-22T08:00:00.001-04:002011-04-22T08:00:07.800-04:00Holy is He<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.christian-artist-resource.com/images/jesus-image-lance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="628" src="http://www.christian-artist-resource.com/images/jesus-image-lance.jpg" width="500" /></a></div><div style="text-align: right;">painting by Lance Brown</div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">...the Lord Jesus on the night when he was betrayed took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it, and said, "This is my body which is for you. Do this in remembrance of me." In the same way also he took the cup, after supper, saying, "This cup is the new covenant in my blood. Do this, as often as you drink it, in remembrance of me." For as often as you eat this bread and drink the cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes. -1 Cor 11:23-26</span>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-79011287442781723542011-04-20T08:00:00.000-04:002011-04-20T08:00:08.070-04:00Clickity-clack!<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5636466490/" title="IMG_7155 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5108/5636466490_0e56c5c83b_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="IMG_7155"></a><br />
This week's hair-do (oh please last two weeks!!) is great-- I always know where Haven is. Clickety-clack. Clickety- clack.<br />
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I'm loving this site, <a href="http://www.happygirlhair.com/">Happy Girl Hair</a>. One of the two sisters has hair very similar to H's in texture and the mom keeps a little gallery of her daughter's hair styles. I went through and picked out a couple then let H pick which one she wanted. We even made a special trip to the 'hair store' to pick out new tiny, tiny barettes. We didn't have ones small enough and certainly not in the quantity needed.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-77310863505391059622011-04-13T08:00:00.001-04:002011-04-13T08:00:12.363-04:00Welcome Baby Wren<a href="http://gainingpounds.blogspot.com/">Sweet, sweet friends of ours</a> are expecting their second bambino in early May and we had SO much fun dragging them in to town for a baby shower. They recently moved their lives to VT where they're <a href="http://serveburlington.com/">planting a church</a>. When word spread that Christin was coming, everyone jumped in to help out-- so I dare say who hosted, but Laura was definitely the mastermind behind all the goodness and opened her home to all of us. (*not even two weeks after moving?! she's amazing...) <br />
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Girl is a planner and organizer extraordinaire. Like, way better than anyone you'd pay to come in your home to tell you where to store your christmas tree. Like, 'made-a-spreadsheet-for-the-shower' good. Here she is with our friend Ruth. Isn't she beautiful? And with perfect hair? (*she's totally hating me right now...) :)<br />
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Anyways, Christin is creating a shabby chic nursery for little miss Wren so we carried the theme into the shower. <br />
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Soup, salad, and quiche were on the menu followed by an unbelievable trifle and cupcakes by <s>Martha Stewart</s> Glorianne. Yea, they had pear icing.<br />
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Then, we played baby shower games. 'Guess how big Wren is' involved ribbon, scissors and Christin's waistline. Praise the Lord you don't play this game at adoption showers. I'm not really sure I want to guess how big my waistline is, much less 20 of my favorite girlfriends. Present bingo was super fun to watch. I didn't get to play-- the game pieces were pastel M&M's and well, we all know what happened to mine. <br />
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How cute is this little 'wren' mobile? <strike>Martha</strike> Glorianne made it! <br />
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All of our guests took home these little Freesia bulb favors to plant in their garden to celebrate Wren's coming. We also had everyone sign a little message to the princess-to-be in this copy of Amelia Bedelia (*did you read this when you were little?) as a guest book of sorts. We jotted down a list of goodies and who gave them on the back cover for Christin to keep too.<br />
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Most of the last year has been a waiting room for me. Waiting, rather impatiently most of the time, for a baby, or a child-- but a new member of our family. I've grown more and more anxious as day after day passes with a still empty crib in my home... an empty womb... two collapsed adoption plans... a phone silent with news that my family will grow anytime soon... as <i>my </i>plans, <i>my</i> dreams distance themselves further and further away from my reality.<br />
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2011 has been a battle ground for my content-ness. I have fought hard for what I thought I wanted--cried out, frequently and loudly, for the family I so much desire. Praise God he has met me in this midst, in this messy yuck season of my life-- not 'messy yuck' because of my circumstances, but 'messy yuck' because of the condition of my heart. Met me and is healing me. Holding me. Allowing me to remember where my true joy lies. What my real desires are. That my plans are childish and incomplete in comparison to the wondrous, perfect plans he has for me (jer 29). A perspective I can trust when I cannot see (is. 55). A character I can lean hard in to (ps 16; lk 11).<br />
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I posted <a href="http://www.zeelah.com/2011/04/i-am-lost-for-words.html">this song</a> in response to the work He is mending in me. Redeeming. Restoring. Making more like Himself. In spite of myself.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">"And He is the point of all this waiting. </strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">For while we may be yearning for macaroni and cheese, a friend to visit, a man to marry, a baby to hold, a child that turns to the Lord, or a relationship to form or heal…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">while all these yearnings may be good and God-given. God may not give them…or He may just not give them immediately. </strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">He tarries, not to drive us crazy, but to drive us to Him. He waits, not to cause us to sin, but to turn us from the sin of loving these things more than we love Him."-<a href="http://burningbushes.org/?p=1307">Burning Bushes, April 2011</a></span><br />
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I took down the crib last week (*Jon did actually, because brave and obedient doesn't always translate into unemotional and handy). Not because i'm done waiting or angry or redecorating or for that weird thinking that it'll happen now that i'm not anticipating it. But because if there's never another baby to sleep there, Jesus is more than enough. Because instead of counting down days or stalking adoption websites, I will worship Him and glorify Him with a content heart. I will wait on Him. He <i>is</i> the point of the waiting. I believe it. I stumble through it, but I'm learning to mean it more and more each day. Learning to be content like Paul (phil 4). Learning that Jesus is Lord and not the idols I fail to recognize as such. God is so good to grant joy and hope for the journey. So blessed. So, so blessed and in love with our Gentle Shepherd.<br />
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How are you using your waiting room? Have you discovered He that doesn't leave or forsake yet?Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-76615589518723437692011-04-01T08:00:00.001-04:002011-04-01T08:00:12.524-04:00I am Lost for Words<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="490" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/18p8OyYgUhU" title="YouTube video player" width="600"></iframe><br />
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There's nothing cuter than a ballerina with two twigs drumming out "Holy, Holy, Holy" in your garage on this first warm day of the year.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our soul waits for the LORD; he is our help and our shield.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">For our heart is glad in him, because we trust in his </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">holy</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> name.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Let your steadfast love, O LORD, be upon us, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">even as we hope in you.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Psalm 33:20-22</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"></div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-26330669427135217402011-03-21T08:00:00.000-04:002011-03-21T08:00:22.085-04:00Three!<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5531120012/" title="DSC_0651_JPG by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_0651_JPG" height="429" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5254/5531120012_dd85b70c36_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
She has a hard time holding up her fingers the right way, so she'll show you the okay symbol and exclaim she's 'free'.<br />
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Her party was a fairy-jump-dance-blast. When the music stopped they had to find a polka dot to stand on-- she'd pick hers up and move it to stand right next to her friends. They danced (read: jumped) for almost an hour BEFORE the sugar. We did cake and ice cream last so that everyone's blood sugar crash happened on their own turf. <br />
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Flower PB&J's are way tastier than triangle ones I'm learning in party-aftermath.<br />
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Haven found this little family a couple weeks ago and had the worst day when I told her we had to leave them at the store. This was a first for us, and I left feeling like the worst mama. Our good friends who listen and love just about as best as they come rescued the little family and delivered them to their rightful three-year-old mama. So great.<br />
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Our camera failed to accompany us, but we had the BEST time at the Please Touch! museum in PA. Tiny grocery stores, puppet shows, carousels, child-driven buses and rubber duck rivers were the order of the day. Jon took the day off to spend with his best girls and we ate it up. <br />
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Birthday morning she awoke to candles, favorite donuts, and another round of the song she loves to hear with her name smack in the middle. <br />
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Tents and princess crowns, magnadoodles and tiny figurines are doted upon all day. Lunch is had at the slightly scary Rainforest Cafe (really, a snake right at the entrance?)<br />
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Three just may be my favorite. I say that with every stage, but I mean it this time. Potty trained, filled with 'why?', wants to fly, lives in a princess dress, thinks I'm 'boo-ti-ful' and applies chapstick at every turn is wonderful. And I don't take it for granted. Thank you, Lord.<br />
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About to crash at the end of a great day of celebrating God's good gift.<br />
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"Where Hay-ben's party house be mama?" <br />
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(*See, a couple weeks ago Haven began trying out new verbs. Horribly and oh so cute. 'To be' seems to be the major culprit of misuse.)<br />
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One night after a certain birthday-girl's bedtime and about a week before her party, I whipped out the twine and paper circles and went to town garlanding anything that didn't move. Birthdays draw into birth weeks at our home and decorations go up and stay up. Why not, right? <a href="http://www.zeelah.com/2011/03/reason-no-7648-why-i-love-nj.html">The Christmas Hippo</a> is still next door, so what could be wrong with a few early polka dots? <br />
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I'm in a little bit of a polka-dot-love-phase and Haven awoke to a party house of her very own. A little bit of wrapping paper taped into frames and a couple coloring pages completed our decor.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-28444766253754976692011-03-16T13:01:00.000-04:002011-03-16T13:01:33.622-04:00Fairy Water and Abby WandsYou can't have a fairy party without fairy water and Abby Caddaby Wands! (wink) I stumbled upon <a href="http://atsecondstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-juice-valentines-tutorial.html"><b>this</b></a> idea from <a href="http://tatertotsandjello.blogspot.com/"><b>this</b></a> site and simply had to recreate it for Haven's party. It was a little detail that was a lot of fun to create and one the 'fairies' enjoyed as well. One little guy drank the whole thing in 5 minutes flat and was racing in and out of the bathroom for the rest of the party.<br />
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I began with the cheapest water bottles I could find, some crystal light in a kid-friendly flavor, wrapping paper, curling ribbon, mailing labels, and bend-y straws. <br />
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After ripping off the water's labels, I used one as a template for the size and shape needed from the wrapping paper. I tapped the paper on, but wonder if a glue stick would have worked as well too. <br />
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I used labels that were on-hand and printed "Fairy Dust Package *sprinkle generously into bottle to create FAIRY WATER" via Avery's online print site.<br />
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From there, I stuck, cut, curled and tied everything together. Voila!<br />
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The Abby wands are really just glorified sugar cookies. Really great sugar cookies though-- I'll have to post the recipe soon.<br />
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They're way cuter than they are difficult. Just as I pulled the cookies from the oven, I transfered them to cooking racks and inserted bamboo skewers. <br />
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After that, a circle of icing was added and then mashed into a plate of pink sprinkles. Edible glitter and pretty pink royal icing would be super great too, but a gals gotta budget. A little more curling ribbon and you're all set (I tied the ribbon around sandwich baggies for some of the wands so that the cookie wands could go home with our guests)!<br />
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We love you Oma-- we even added a few extra verses to your birthday song! Hope you have a great day filled with cake and ice cream and lots of love!!Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-80289168332012446662011-03-10T08:00:00.001-05:002011-03-10T08:00:14.456-05:00You're invited...<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5486994469/" title="IMG_6725 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5297/5486994469_32b8a6652c_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6725" /></a><br /><br />Well, not really. That is, unless you <span style="font-style:italic;">actually</span> received an invitation in <span style="font-style:italic;">official</span> crayola-covered, glue and popsicle fashion. The littliest one is turning three this month and this is by far the most epic event of her tiny life. she has been waiting for and talking about her birthday non. stop. for at least six months! She's a birthday pro-- knowing her birth month, the date, and how to hold up three fingers. I watch her in the rear-view mirror practicing on the way to the store (which probably says a lot about my driving).<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5487587494/" title="IMG_6720 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5297/5487587494_c0977ac7e4_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6720" /></a><br /><br />Since Abby invites were scarce to be found (read: they weren't at Tar-jay), I decided to make an "Abby-wand-invite" myself. I searched online for Abby coloring pages and shrunk them down before printing and copying. Then, I used a star cookie cutter to outline the images and cut them out. I glued them onto construction paper (yea, nothing fancy here) and then cut the star shape out, using the orignal shape as a guide. The next morning, Miss H helped by coloring the pictures while i wrote out the party details for the other side. She then helped me glue the pop sticks and yarn to each invite. Sorry for the lack of documentation. Glue seems to do crazy things to a toddler.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5486990875/" title="IMG_6719 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4109/5486990875_8c60a4efa2_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6719" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5487589156/" title="IMG_6723 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4150/5487589156_b334ddd5e5_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6723" /></a><br /><br />This year we're going with a polka dot/ Abby Cadabby theme. I kinda just picked Abby after H went on a video binge from the library starring the little fairy without really knowing that it's SUPER hard to find any birthday Abby gear. Oh, and we're not expecting as many toddlers at our house as wands-- most were honorary invites to family that live out-of-state. Not to fret, we've got everything under control and ready to rock and roll. More cuteness to come!Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23397798.post-43590353929302109482011-03-08T08:00:00.000-05:002011-03-08T08:00:16.181-05:00Waiting and White PaintA couple weeks ago, we received news that 'our spell' in life's waiting room was going to turn into 'a season'. Our family has been hoping for and actively pursuing growth for a year now. This by no means is a record for any family, but has been hard on my heart all the same, especially with two adoptions that fell through in the final stages. More on heart issues and adoption stuff later-- this posts is about projects! So, with failed plans came a need to be busy and this can of paint...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5487593296/" title="IMG_6706 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5258/5487593296_f33f77b8dd_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="IMG_6706" /></a><br /><br />...did just the trick! I splurged and went with the off-the-shelf white from the Home Depot that ALSO contains a primer. Worth.It's. Weight. In. Gold. This stuff is awesome. It goes on easily, covers quickly and has a very mild odor too.<br /><br />Every time I walked through our family room, my eye was drawn to the growdy-jody trim. Even though you <span style="font-style:italic;">buy</span> the pre-white trim, you still need to <span style="font-style:italic;">paint</span> the pre-white trim. I'm embarassed to tell you how long this has been installed in our home, but let's just say it was (*FOUR YEARS!*) time to paint over the dirt-highlighting-spackle and dull trim.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5486986051/" title="IMG_6673 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/5486986051_fcbb13533e_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6673" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5486985405/" title="IMG_6672 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5011/5486985405_d42fc385ac_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6672" /></a><br /><br />Painting our trim brightened the entire room! I'm amazed at what a difference a little paint can do. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5486988333/" title="IMG_6697 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5255/5486988333_ea2b6540c7_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6697" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5487584416/" title="IMG_6698 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/5487584416_9c3156612b_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6698" /></a><br /><br />Next up was a recently rescued coffee table. Thanks, Laura! our friends received a new-to-them really great, old trunk for Christmas and needed to find a new home for their old coffee table. Our family loves free and I loved the idea of a table that was big and sturdy enough to play at. I got a little paint feisty and didn't take an actual 'before' picture.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5487580490/" title="IMG_6670 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5136/5487580490_6112d8e881_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6670" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5486987201/" title="IMG_6676 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4124/5486987201_44760e8d27.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_6676" /></a><br /><br />Ta-da! Two coats later and this guy is looking fantastic! I don't even want to know how many layers a primer-less paint would have taken. Unfortunately, our table is still a work-in-progress. There was only one day in February warm enough to paint (*I'm pretty sure it was a Godsend just for my need-to-redirect-and-find-a-quick-fix-project self. Thanks, Lord!) so our poor table has gotten a few scuffs while awaiting a last coat of paint and a couple coats of polyurethane to finish him off. Soon enough. In the meantime, it's good enough for a wee little princess to dine casually at. Raisins are our afternoon choice this week!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34677079@N00/5486989835/" title="IMG_6703 by jenniferzila, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5211/5486989835_9b8d2fe61e_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="IMG_6703" /></a>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486593965097409823noreply@blogger.com2