The Triumphant Return of Remoline

 SO SO Sorry Remoline fans for the ridiculously long delay in posting. We’ve had a lot going on coupled with my laziness in getting back to the blog. What a combo. Let me summarize July and August then I’ll post some sweet Remy pics.

July brought us:

• The Joneses moved here permanently. yay!
• A visit from Jill & Ben. double YAY!
• A visit from Lil Whit for Steph’s 30 th birthday.
• A visit from Mark & Martha. AND a BIG THANK YOU for fixing the sprinklers, the plumbing and the ridiculous amount of food.
• Heat, heat and more heat with obnoxious amounts of humidity.
• I finished school. For real. Not just a class. Waiting on the U of A for final approval. I loved, loved, loved my Finite Kids and miss them all the time.

August summed up:

• Still waiting on the U of A.
• Steph & I got to go to Fayetteville for a long weekend.
• I applied for a job
• A visit to the most pitiful Farmer’s Market I have ever seen
• I got turned down for a job. (I was really well suited for it. C’est la vie)
• Everyone went to a house made of beercans or as Trip and I called it the “trash house”

September is looking to be amazing. It’s my favorite month. Back to school, Razorback football &  tailgating, Looper birthday month, the promise of cooler weather, the return of boots (beautiful!), and Fall TV. This September we are getting family pics made from Steph’s new job, entertaining our totally awesome friends Seth & Ashlee who are coming to visit us from KC. We have 2 football games lined up to watch courtesty of DirecTV’s awesome GamePlan AND a 2 weekend trip to Fayetteville afterwards. YAY for September.

The recap in photos:

Ben's such a downer

Ben's dreams are shattered because Gilley's is no more.

Everyone watching me trying to get Remy to eat. Remy is watching her dad

Daddy blowing on Remy's feet....

...much to her squealing delight

I didn't use enough Texas Pete's & Ben is letting me know how sorry I am.

Fancy cupcakes from Sprinkles

Remy telling me about her feet.

my darling girl

Pattycake is a Top 40 hit at our house

Discussing their matching hairdos

Keeping cool with Mimi

Remy independence in the form of a sippy cup

 My crazy, sweet and funny friend LJ likes me to send weekly pics of Remy to her. This is one of my favorites I’ve sent to her because Remy is making the Lacy face. Incidentally, LJ is one of my favorites too.

Remy making the mama face. I love it.

Onesie from Jill who loves Ice Cream and Remy

One of my favorite pictures of my darling girl

Daddy walked in the room

Clap Clap your hands

I laugh out loud every time I see this picture

YAY! Pool Time!

First Sink Bath at Grandma's House

Sink Bath

Not sure who's happier here!

Playtime

Remy making Grandma laugh

serious conversation

getting that boot

  WAIT A MINUTE! I FORGOT SOMETHING RADICAL!

new skiLLz, YO.

Pulling myself up!

Within about 3 days of her learning she could do this, we had to lower her crib to the lowest setting, as I caught her diving over the side. She’s pretty tall anyway so this just sealed the deal. She’s quite pleased with herself and practices all the time — including trying to use TurtleDog.

BeerHouse Trash House

BeerHouse

Steph's Senior Pic

Trip's Senior Pic

Jonathan's cheesy standard pose

The following are just to remind everyone what an amazingly happy beautiful baby we’ve got here…

My Happiest Little

My Babbling Little

My Prettiest Little

Happy end of summer everyone!

Craft

Craft is a word I’m not crazy about. It brings up memories of growing up in Rogers and being let out of school early to avoid the Craft Fair traffic. Oh being let out of school early is always great – it’s the “going crafting” that drives me bonkers. I’ve been to these craft fairs and in my opinion painting a Santa’s Helper (an elf?) face on a gourd and calling it a craft is disturbing at worst and tacky at best.

Crafting also brings to mind my least favorite store – Hobby Lobby. Now I’m not insulting Hobby Lobby for all your art, crafting and hobby needs. Clearly they are the winner in this category. Does hobby-ing make you think of frog figurines that have “Gone Fishin?” What about signs that say “Always Kiss Me Good Night?” Note on that: if you need a sign to remind you, there are other issues. I can go on & on about why I can’t stand going to Hobby Lobby (cinnamon decorative brooms!?!) but if you’re reading this you’ve probably already heard it from me.

So why bring up craft and crafting if I have such a disdain for it? I’m surrounded by crafty people.  I’m surrounded by creative people who make  beautiful and interesting things. Remy has been lucky enough to already receive many of these.

My sweet mama is the first person I think of who creates beautiful pieces. Since I can remember  she has sewn clothes, made dolls, cross stitched, hook-rugged, paper crafted and quilted. There’s probably more to that list. Her passion is quilting and she is quite skilled. In most of Remy’s photos she is sitting on or wrapped in a quilt from Grandma. Her newest one is my favorite to date. It’s an alphabet quilt that Remy & I lay on and “read” together. I am excited for the days to come when Remy can tell me what’s on each block of the quilt.

Reading the blocks

Look at that intensity!

Telling me about it

Thanks Grandma!

My besty LOVES crafts. She enjoys her own craft night. She likes to craft things for work. She likes to make her own Halloween costumes (Halloween = gross). She is truly gifted. She does amazing print work, knits, is a recent graduate of a sewing class, is skilled with flower arranging and is Queen of the Dips. Plus she makes my absolute favorite Banana Nut Bread (sorry mom!)

 Behold a couple of things Auntie Jill has made for Remy

Remy Art. Literally.

Herbert the Crocheted Bee

Remy likes to give Herbert a hard time.

 

A note on the super soft and sweet crocheted blanket we are sitting on. This was created by Karen Strain who Jonathan has known since he was a young man throwing rocks and terrorizing Park Place.

Cathy Campbell. Manager of the fabulous Mason’s. Owner of one of my dream cars. Infectious laugh. V. Stylish. A hugger and someone who “loves love.” One of my most beloved and dear friends and I am a better person for it. She crafted something for Remy and could barely contain herself when I was opening it.  This calls for photos only – no need to explain the awesomeness that is about to be revealed.

Let the Wild Rumpus Begin!

Happy Little Monster

Sweetest little monster

Rumpus-ing

Clearly Remy is ferocious

I'm reading to Remy while she's smiling at her dad who is making monster noises.

Tired little monster

I asked Cathy to make me one of her fabulous notebooks. When you get a present from Cathy the gift box is decopauged. I cannot explain how much I love this notebook. If you don’t know why, we’ve obviously never met.

I love this notebook so much that I never use it. It's so pretty & perfect.

Thank you all so much for all of Remy’s wonderful gifts AND because of your overwhelming skills and desire to create there will be a Craft Post Part 2.

So this is a blog…

My besty was the inspiration for me to start this blog. She also named it.* Remoline will not just be the daily ins/outs of raising our sweet girl Remy.It will also be:

• An outlet for my thoughts/opinions/observations – I have a lot.
• What goes on in Kingwood/HoustonTown – not much currently.
• A spot for all the Haguewood 3 photos – mainly Remy and JT being silly.

Remy Caroline at 4 months. Wicked smart – obviously

*Credit goes to my wonderfully wacky friend Cathy who coined the name Remoline, November 2009 after the name Remy Caroline was finally decided for baby girl.