Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Just one more!

Here is a picture of "my girls" For those of you who didn't know I coached the 5th and 6th grade cheerleaders this year! The girls were all great and I had a fun 3 months with them!

Extra Nugget

Heather is my sister in law. She has been around a long time but was just married to Erik last May. One night she was browsing through the scrapbooks (there is a lot...I mean so many I don't have places for them all) After looking through a couple she makes the comment that she isn't in one scrapbook page. This is not a bad thing. The majority of my embellished papers are of those three darling children I adore. I have a handful of pages about friends, family, my so sweet husband and myself. I just smiled and said that she had to do something pink scrapbook worthy. It was only a couple of weeks later when she finally got her wish. I am not sure if she even really wanted it. Well, it was Thanksgiving and we were all at my house. The pre-feast snacks had not arrived yet and we were STARVING! Erik decided to go to Micky D's and pick up some dollar menu goodies. He gets back and passes them all out. Heather opens her nuggets and says with a heavy sigh "I always hope there's an extra" I couldn't help but laugh. What an optimist. I always make sure they gave me about you? So I grabbed my camera and said "Heather, you just made it into one of my scrapbooks." So her she is her first appearance

I used some great shiney (and of course pink..what else would I use for a very first scrappy page?) paper by SEI. Stickers are also from them. All stamped images are from CTMH and I have no idea where the ribbon is from it was part of a kit I bought at my favorite scrapbook store papertales!


Okay I said I would post it so here it is! This is one of my little sleeping peyton at just a week old..How sweet, I can't believe he is one already!
These pics were taken at Amber's Bridal shower. I love this paper and all the fun punch outs that came with this set.
I has some cards but it's not letting up load those pictures. They are all super duper cute and I'll try to post them later.

Poor birthday boy!

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to Peyton!

My baby turned one and of course it wouldn't be an event at the Kuehn home unless something bad happened! There we are all five of us settled around the table. Mom with the camera the older kids with spoons, plates and forks just waiting to dive into that cake. Dad lights the candle and we all (so beautifully I am sure) starting singing "happy birthday" Next thing you know dad plops the cake right down in front of Peyton and the instant it was in front of him he grabbed for that brightly shining (very hot!) light! Oops poor baby starts crying in pain and huge crocodile tears start streaming down his sweet little face. His little chubby hand was burned from the candle and guess what! After that he didn't want anything to do with that cake. No way, no how, he was not eating cake! I felt awful (yes I took a picture of it all!) So there it is Peyton's first birthday was a mess like the rest of my (pink and very scrappy) Life!

I'll post a picture of his teary face soon!

I also have a knitted baby sweater project, and some great stuff from CTMH serendipity line to post too! I know you'll just love it!

Friday, January 11, 2008


Do you know what it is? Well Gavin does.
We were checking out at Kroger today and the bagger bends down to Gavin and pulls a sticker off his coat. She says “did you get this at school?” Gavin takes the little green star sticker from her and inspects it in his hand. He gives it one more long look and then sticks it right in the center of his jacket. “Yes” he says “it’s Epiphany.” The lady looks at him and then looks at me a little confused. I know she has no idea what he is talking about. Honestly I barely had an idea of what it was until Mikayla came home trying to spit that big word out three years ago. I look down at Gavin and just kind of laugh to myself. “Gav, can you tell her what Epiphany means?” I say to him. He thinks a minute then smiles kind of a shy smile and says “It’s when the (wise) men find baby Jesus.” The lady stared at him kind of confused. She put the last bag in our cart and we were off. I love how kids just go with it. He had no idea that the women thought he was a little crazy. Well at least he taught her something…maybe she even had an epiphany.

Monday, January 7, 2008

So I started

So I started telling everyone about me in the about me section. Well apparently I am long winded because it wouldn't let me post it. So here is what I wrote to introduce everyone to me, my obsessions and my family.

I'm a crafting Queen! I love to create. Although I must admit that scrapbooking tops the list. I am embarrassed to let people see my scrappy space. It's so full of stuff, stuff, stuff I can't even explain my obsession. Often the question is asked "do you really use all this stuff?" yup! Scrapbooking just makes you take other interests related to photography another thing I love to do! I also love to knit, mainly simple projects, especially in these cold Michigan winters! I am also a painter! (I see your eyes getting bigger imagining my space!) I've done a couple of wall projects for my kids school (oh yeah I have those too, three to be exact!) Plus I have some pictures I've painted displayed in my house! I've played in beading (meaning I have a small stash of beads, wire, string and clips when I feel the need!) I'd love to sew but haven't gotten the nerve to ask my husband (yup have one of those too!) for a machine. I once took a class in ceramics...not saying I was very good at it. I do like to bake with those three Monkeys I have but I can honestly say I've never created anything worth seeing...but it's still fun. So crafting, creating and scrapbooking are a great part of my life. I do also have a super cute, super sassy family. Starting with my anti-social husband. Matthew is quiet and thinks all my crafty-ness is a waste of time. He puts up with it though because he doesn't have a choice. He works hard so I can stay home and make him awful dinners (with delicious brownies afterwards!) Next up is my DRAMA Princess Mikayla. She is a 6 yr old Goddess who hasn't realized that she isn't an only child anymore. She is bossy, sassy, and full of determination and if she doesn't know you will "feel a little shy". She is in kindergarten loves Hannah Montana (shhhh we know her secret!) and can't wait until she's 7 so she can have a sleep over. Gavin is the middle child, almost always forgotten. The poor thing. Maybe he shouldn't act so much like his father and he would be noticed more. I'm just kidding he's too funny not to notice. He doesn't say much but when he does it is always amusing. The other day he was drawing fours (he's four now so he can do that because he's big that's why) after drawing several he spins the paper around a couple of times. His face is very intense. He is REALLY thinking. Suddenly he jumps up looks around the room quickly trying to find someone to show. He sees mom and dad and with great urgency says "look my four is a chair too!" he turns his paper upside down and proudly stands there (in his undies he hates being dressed) and smiles. He smiles that smile that says "yeah I know I'm smart, I'm four now." He is already a little engineer. He loves all things that move and he "goes to school too." He is never bad at school only Trent and Luke are (he gives you the down low on all the kids) His teacher told he that if he was naughty she might pass out! How funny that one of my kids is is actually good! Already now it's time for my fiery little red-headed-baby-wonder. Please do not ask me how he got the red hair. It's obvious he didn't get it from Matt or me. He's not the mailman’s baby because she's actually a woman (a very small framed girl I don't know how she carries that bag. Every afternoon I watch this women-child cart this enormous white bag full of mail...mainly junk mail I am sure, all important information is sent through email now anyway. Anyway everyday I just wait for her to fall over. I hope she has one of those beepers "help I've fallen and I can't get up"...wait did I just date myself?) Okay back to the baby. To clear a couple of other things I do not know any red heads. About three months ago my mother in law finally decided to tell up that she THINKS that her Grandfather had reddish hair. OH the truth comes out I obliviously didn't cheat on the love of my life because my child has red hair and neither of us do. I mean who cares that he's not even one yet and it's probably going to go away and everyone will say remember when he had red hair. Peyton, that's the baby, he is always happy, even when he is sad he is happy. He smiles when he cries and cries in more of a “I know this is driving you crazy" way then anything else. He loves to climb too. Apparently he is my climber. The other day he crawled up on top of the playdough container (it's this big blue desk looking thing that holds all that messy stuff really nice) He is bouncing up and down on the thing screaming is achievement for all the hear. I go over like the good mom I am and take him off. As soon as his little body touches the ground he drives back towards his mountain. I left him there in all his glory. The real problem is that he can go up...but not down. So once he's there, he's there.
Well that's me, that’s my obsessions and that's my family. I hope you enjoy reading some more stories, seeing some "Kelly thinks she can craft" artwork and laughing over life with me.