{pretty, happy, funny, real}

~ {pretty, happy, funny, real} ~

Capturing the context of contentment in everyday life ~

Every Thursday, here at Like Mother, Like Daughter!

First up — the winner of the pocket oratory and a copy of The Little Oratory: Hannah Marie! Congratulations, Hannah Marie, and look for an email from us about how to claim your goodies.

If you are not Hannah Marie, but still have your heart set on one of those sweet pocket oratories, Nanci is offering LMLD readers a special discount — just enter LENTPRAYER when checking out in her shop for 15% off through Ash Wednesday.

We’re still in the process of painting the study — being able to shut the door on the whole mess of a project means that we can do it in fits and spurts, but it also means that it can take a long time. The built-ins are done, though not actually put back together yet. (they’re currently holding the contents of the room’s other two, non-built-in bookshelves while we paint behind those. I told you this room was crowded!) Aren’t they looking Fresh and White?!

We’re currently debating whether to go ahead and paint the walls too. (we have plenty of leftover wall paint from the living room and it could use a freshening up, but we also could not worry about it, and it would still look pretty good. And if we paint the walls, we probably need to do the ceiling too, and ugh, is there anything worse than painting ceilings??)

Let the record show I am using the pronoun “we” loosely here. I’ve been doing my fair share of the debating and the book-moving, but practically none of the painting…

Winter in Oklahoma means 80-degree days and wind chills in the teens, all in the same week. We try to take advantage of the warm afternoons when they come along.

(This is a good shot of Molly’s new haircut. I’ve never cut the front of her hair — she has natural bangs. And after a few weeks of her refusing me putting elastics in her hair, we gave her a fresh little bob to give the front a chance to catch up a bit. Naturally, the following day she came to me with every elastic and barrette she could find, and asked for me to put them all in at once.)