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| My studio with musical instruments. Travis and Gracie are playing accordians. Emery is watching. Monte's got Scout on the piano. I'm sewing PJ's out of fleece since they forgot theirs. |
Well, another Velveteen House post. Click here to see a summary post on this subject. Over the years of blogging I'll occasionally do "Velveteen House" posts, a play off the classic children's book Velveteen Rabbit with it's classic nursery room dialogue of "what is real" - here's a bit:
"...You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
... Well our home has been well-loved, lived in, and worn. Lots of wonderful memories bounce from our velveteen house walls. Click here if you want to link to another Velveteen House post that has links to the older posts and shows lots of creativity happening here.
Company is now come and gone. In all, Thanksgiving Day fed 17 adults and 2 munchkins. Wednesday eve brought some good old friends who stayed thru Friday morning. Lots of good friends for thee day. Dawson and Splarah stayed the night and Friday. Travis and Sarah with munchkins and a high school gal stayed till this evening. I'm now going to post a string of photos of the time . . .
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| Travis capturing himself in one of my garden decors |
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| We all went for a walk. Dawson is kissing Splarah! |
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| Monte and Travis took the munchkins for a walk - this is the remains of a cabin Travis built years ago as a kid. |
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| Gracie and Emery are coloring |
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| Monte's helping Emery with the accordian |
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| Gracie is playing the saw and Emery the recorder |
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| Travis practicing his set for Sunday Worship |
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| Scout's taking apart the jigsaw puzzle we worked on late into the night Thanksgiving |
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| Monte stuck Scout into a box of buttons |
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| Emery's experimenting with a variety of stuff in my egg slicer |
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| Sarah is making a wreath |
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| Monte let some guys cut down dead trees and they are using our fire pit for a hot dog meal |
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| Monte's making a stand for a little tree for Emery to take home and decorate |
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| The munchkins in the PJs I made them crawling all over Grandpa Monte |
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