We've moved

Since we've been moving so much lately we decided to relocate our blog.

Luke has been working on some web design and wanted to have a family website. Please check us out at

http://www.campthorkildsen.com/

The Little Moments

I think it's the little moments that make up the sweetest parts of life. Not just the big grandiose moments that are so obvious, or even staged. The state of a child in their essence is timeless. I love these...

My evening

I have had the nicest evening. Fall weather is settling in here & it makes me so warm & fuzzy on the inside. My house is cleaner & we bake more, trying new recipes or making up our own. I am so inspired & on a role with some new craft projects. Previews to come shortly. It's so nice to have the time & the inspiration to try some new art projects-some of which have failed miserably & some that have been great successes (at least in my personal opinion!). Maybe even a few Christmas presents, who knows . I bought Jossi a new package of brightly colored beads & fuzzy sticks as she calls her pipe cleaners. It turns out I have quite the crafter on my hands. Every 4 beads she stops & shows me, saying "mom look at these great colors mom!" I have been told "not to argue" when I encourage her to keep adding beads & she says she's focusing on making a pile of beads. Hmmm...that sounds familiar, where have I heard that before? Oh yes, me! I've been hearing alot of me-isms repeated back to me lately. "That's not appropriate momma" "Can you say 'yes maam'?" & give me some "privacy" have been popping up in conversations lately. But she has been giving me positive feedback too-just to keep it balanced. "I'm so very proud of you momma" & "good work on dinner tonight" have been a few highlights. Miss you all-just thought I'd write a little blurb tonight.

~KJ

Sunday Dinner

Today was a dreary day in the valley. The rain drizzled down in slow motion all day. Hubby is on the road again for a few days. So I thought a post about home might be a nice daydream. I must've been having a hankering for some southern vittles on Sunday. We went to early church, since little man still hasn't adjusted to the time change & wakes up by 6am. We thought, might as well go to the early service since he's tired by 10:45. I decided to make fried chicken (which I've never done), mashed potatoes, grilled corn on the cob & gravy. YUM! It was amazing, I have to say. Of course Joss didn't touch it. But it didn't even bother me. She was missing out poor girl. Trip did pretty well-I was able to bribe him with "dessert" of sweet paonia peaches. It was altogether a lovely Sunday dinner. The first & only one I've ever attempted. I can't imagine cooking that way every day-it took me hours! The kids were out in no time, so I settled in on the couch, with a clean kitchen & a house smelling like home cooking. The dull roar of a football game eased me into a lazy Sunday nap. It was almost like being home again.

~KJ

She's acting positive here, unaware of what's coming her way...

Trip's new hobby

For those who might need a little Trip...

This is my baby. Crazy hair, on a mission of childhood whim, chasing flies. Trip is like a whirlwind in our home. He runs everywhere his chubby feet take him, shouting names & baby jibberish as he goes. He is all boy, noises of crashing & growling; chugging through the house like my own personal little locomotive. People say he is all me, but he must be mostly Luke on the inside. He has no fear. He will climb anything, jump off of it & run back shouting "I do! I do!" Trip is such a free spirit, dancing to his own music with perfect rhythm. He inspires me to relax, live a little & enjoy every moment. Even the challenging ones!