Mad Hatter

Heather got the girls these cute little hat hair clips at the Christmas market. Bekka just really loved hers and wore it all the time.

I am thinking I can make this. Heather decides the girls should have one for every holiday. I give it a try and this is what I came up with.

Bekka was my little model once again.

Heather says, “Mom, you should make these and sell them.” So I made these.

They are made out of some felt, a little batting and some decorations. They have a hairclip on the bottom to put it in your hair.

I think I will get some more varieties of hat clips made and then see if I can sell them. What should I ask for them? Let me know what you think int he comments.

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Beautiful Twin Granddaughters

David and I enjoy watching our little girls, Bekka and Kate, growing up. The new things they do everyday just amazes us. We have many wonderful days with them.

The girls love hanging out on our stairs with Mom.

They really enjoy being outside and learning all about what you can do with a stick.

I hope you get a little joy out of these photos because they sure put a lot of joy in our life.

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FestivICE

We have been checking out all the different happenings in downtown York. We went to checkout FestivICE.

https://www.eventiveyork.com/festivice

The day started getting the girls dressed in their winter gear. I remember doing this with all my kids. By the time you got number 5 dressed number one was coming back in.

There were quite a few ice sculptures. They were so small compared to the ones in Alaska.

The girls enjoyed looking at the ice sculptures and even got to sit in an Ice throne.

Kate and Bekka loved the huge bubble.

The girls got to meet the local mascots. A Raven and the Abominable Snowman.

The best thing was the 40ft ice slide.

Bekka really enjoyed it so Mommy took her back for another ride while Daddy and Grandpa watched Kate. Mommy had to take her because Daddy barely fit on the slide.

I just had to get a photo of the radio DJ’s coat.

These were painted on a wall. They tell some of the odd history of York. Be sure to read what they say.

It was a small festival but we enjoyed it. I think it had a lot to do with watching the reactions of our granddaughters, Kate and Bekka.

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So Far Behind

I am so far behind in my blogging that I decided today is the day I need to catch up, so here we go starting with Christmas.

This is our granddaughter’s second Christmas they are 22 months old this year. They are so much more into it than last year. In fact, last year there was so much family gathered for their first Christmas they had to nap in between present opening.

Of course we have to start out with the decorating of the tree.

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The Loss of My Best Friend

Today I am bringing myself to actually write about my best friend, Alice, who I lost on Sunday. Alice was my 102 lb. Lab/ Catahoula leopard dog who at 11 1/2 years old left this world.

Alice never wanted anything but to be by me. She loved me unconditionally. She was the best girl. She never left my side when we were hiking or the campsite while camping. When David and I would pick berries or spruce tips she would just lay and watch us, move as we moved and never left my side. We were walking with her through a park one time and this tiny dog came running out of the grass. Scared Alice to death and she went running for camp. Another time we were going to hike the trail to Five Fingers on the Yukon River in Canada. There were steep, long steps down to the trail. Alice got down about half way turned and said that is enough, ran back to the van. Trying to get her across a bridge over the Yukon River in Miles Canyon near Whitehose was really something. David pushed and I pulled. Once across she was fine and we went for a nice walk. Coming back we just thought this is going to be fun. She tricked us though and walked right across.

Alice was such a chicken. People would be afraid of her because she was big. They would hear her deep bark not knowing that she was hiding in the bedroom barking at them. She was a great protector if she could hide behind you. She was afraid of kitchens, bathrooms and floors without carpet. Oh yes, stairs can be scary too. In fact any change can be scary.

Alice helped me through my late husband’s, Baggy, 13 months of illness and his death. When the paramedics were on the way to our home I put her outside. As they worked on Baggy in the living room by the window she quietly watched. When it was time for them to take Baggy away, as they zipped the bag she started to bark and did so until they drove off. She was the one that helped me make it through this.

Alice moved with me from Texas to Washington to Alaska. Then our last move to York, Pennsylvania. She was a great traveler.

She was so good with the twin granddaughters. I used to laugh because every time Dan brought them over she would have to smell them and make sure they were the right ones, I guess. As they grew she would sit patiently until they finished eating so she could clean up their mess. If she did get tired of them she would just get up and go into the bedroom.

When we would get ready to go somewhere and Alice couldn’t go we could tell her, “No, Alice you have to stay.” Then she would mope off to her moping corner in our room. David said she reminded him of Eeyore.

Friday morning I was awakened by the sound of Alice falling against the wall next to my side of the bed. She then slipped down the wall and was laying down. I thought that was weird but she seemed to settle down. I went back to sleep for a while. I got up around 6 and went to start my morning routine, which the first thing was to let Alice out. She always follows me right to the door as soon as we are up. She didn’t follow. A little later she tried to get up and couldn’t. Her whole back end didn’t work.

We looked up vets online and found one that opened at 7:30. I called and they could get her in at 10. The next problem was how to get her in the back of our car. Luckily, we have a Subaru Outback so the backend opens up. But how would we get this 102 lb dog up the hill and into the car. Our son in law, Dan, and his Dad, Jim, came to help. I got her on a sheet and we brought in the girls’ wagon. We go her into the wagon, up the hill and into the car without stressing her out.

The vet couldn’t find anything really bad on the x-rays. Some arthritis but who of us don’t have that in our backs. I am thinking now it was a stroke. The vet says it could be. She says we could try a steroid shot and that if it helped we would be able to tell by Sunday. I agreed to let her have the shot, hoping it will help. We took her back home.

By now she has not been to the bathroom since Thursday night. David and I put a rolled towel under her to hold up her backend. We took her out but she didn’t do anything. She couldn’t pick up her tail and her legs just dragged behind her.

Saturday night wasn’t a good night for Alice. Sunday morning there was no change what so ever. I couldn’t let her suffer any more. I made the decision I had to make. The vet opened at 10. We were there with Alice when they opened. They got us in right away. They were so wonderful to us. Alice left this world knowing how loved she was. We were with her until the end.

I love you, Alice. I will never forget you and all you did for me. I hope you are sitting at Baggy’s side now watching over me.

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Making Christmas Cookies

It has been a crazy last couple weeks. Dan and David went back to Edmonton, Canada to retrieve the rest of our stuff. Jim flew into Edmonton to meet them and help load the trailer once again. They made it back in 9 days. They left in the snow and seemed to take it with them because we have not had any since then.

While the men were away the girls played. Bekka and Kate made their first Christmas cookies.

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New Life

I know I have been slow about writing but things are moving along very well here. David and I have gotten our Pennsylvania drivers license. We are waiting on a new title from Alaska to register our car because ours must be in Edmonton, Canada. We both got a local number and registered to vote. I guess we are becoming real Pennsylvanians. I guess that is what you call someone from PA.

Thanksgiving wasn’t our norm. We ordered our dinner from Cracker Barrel. It was ok but not what we were used too.

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