The Haunted House by Marah Christenson

I can see a house on the hill.
A door creaks. An owl hoots.
I hear wings flutter. It might be bats.
I can almost feel the creepiness and the silence
around me.

I walk closer.

I walk so close that I have to stop.
I can go no further.
I look up, scared.

The house is covered in spider webs!
The house needs serious cleaning. (I think.)

Creak.

I look around.
I see the door, its scary knocker.
It opens. A little.
Something grips the door. And I scream,
"HAUNTED HOUSE!"

Drumroll please...My orange kitchen!

I finally got the clutter off my countertops so that I could have Mike take photos of the kitchen. What do you think of the color?

They just grow up too fast

They say time flies when you are having fun. Well it flies when you are tired, busy, and moving, too. In the past three months my newborn has turned into an adorable 3 month old. And yes I have had fun with her but it just goes by too fast.

Happy Birthday Abigail!

Abby is three years old! She loves dancing, reading stories, making silly faces, eating butter, frosting and sugar in any form, kissing Amelia's cheeks, and anything that is the color pink. Here are a few snapshots of her big day.

Helping make her "Horsey Cake" (that means adding a few ingredients, and more importantly being the taste tester :)


This is her "Horsey Cake" In case you can't tell it is a green flowered pasture with horses in it.


New clothes...so cute!