Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Child of God
Here's your basic, "Hi, I'm a child of God" graphic. I'm having a little bit too much fun figuring out how to use pixlr.com.
Maybe I'll do a few more of these. Here's my four-year-old's rendition:
Chip off the old block, that one.
Monday, February 16, 2015
"...See that ye serve Him...," D&C 4:2
I think this could go nicely at the bottom edge of a Young Women flyer.
I honestly don't know where the other leg went. If you look at it too long, it kind of makes you dizzy. Here's the black & white:
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Sunday, February 15, 2015
LDS Prophet Clipart (It's supposed to be Lehi, can you tell?)
I was just thinking, as everyone does now and again, "I should start a blog." And then I realized, just as most everyone does now and again, "I already have a blog." So, without further fanfare, I reintroduce the world to "The Warren Smith Family."
In celebration I am posting this clipart I drew (based on the painting "Lehi and his Family") for next month's primary theme, "God Speaks Through Prophets." I benefit so much from other people's blogged illustrations, I thought I could add another free image on the internet (besides, it is my first clip art, and I'm tickled with how it turned out).
In celebration I am posting this clipart I drew (based on the painting "Lehi and his Family") for next month's primary theme, "God Speaks Through Prophets." I benefit so much from other people's blogged illustrations, I thought I could add another free image on the internet (besides, it is my first clip art, and I'm tickled with how it turned out).
I will be putting this in our March Primary Newsletter. You may do what you like. Just celebrate the fact that I drew a picture not covered in children's scribbles. I will also be doing that. I may also eat some chocolate.
Cheers,
Emily
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Thursday, October 28, 2010
Tuesday 1:15pm
"Emily? What else do we need?" A common, sometimes useful, often lazy/annoying question.
"I'm getting a bottle of juice." The lids are never quite handy, and she is already burdened with a bag too big for a human with straps too small for a shoulder that requires an all-precious elbow to keep it from falling.
Diana: "I want to feed the baby! I want the bottle." This used to be nap time. Hopefully, she'll just sleep in the car a little. But she's starting to melt.
"My bottle! I want the baby bottle!" Apparently, we didn't get it the first time, so she adds decibels.
Emily responds, "Not now Diana. We're going to the zoo!" The zoo is a big selling point. It may work.
"No! No! I want the BABY BOTTLE!!! NOOOOOOOOOO!" She's melting. Rationality is just about gone. Tears flow.
Emily gives up. "Diana, we have to go to school now." She takes Maile to the car.
"Nooo! NO school! Baby bottle!!!" She's melted, on the floor.
I say,"Diana," she says, "Baby Bottle."
I say, "You want the baby bottle."
She responds, "No! I want the bottle!" Whining. Yelling. Crying.
I keep at it. "The bottle. You want the bottle." Diana pauses for a moment. Just a moment. That's the sign that she heard it.
"I want to bottle," she explains through tears.
"You want the bottle," I understand at eye level.
"I want the bottle," her voice cracks.
"You want to feed Maile."
"Yes."
"You want the bottle to feed Maile."
It's a different cry. Less angry. More sad.
"Can I help you?" I'm almost excited, but not too cheerleader. "I want to help you get the bottle, so you can feed Maile. Can I help you?"
"... yes ..." (with tears)
"First, car. Second, zoo. Third, bottle." (I'm the map, I'm the map, I'm the map. I'm the map! Can you sing it?)
"Where next Boots?" We've switched to some helpful Dora the Explorer scripting.
"The car."
She responds, "okay." And without fuss, she climbs into her car seat and lets me buckle her in.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
piano peanuts popcorn pails pencil paper hammer nails
Maile Helen's been sleeping for three hours and Diana's been hypnotized by Sid the Science Kid for almost as long and I have absolutely no idea what to do with myself. I almost started playing puzzles by myself. After an hour or two I remembered that we have a piano I haven't played in a long time, but even though I played loud, Maile's still sleeping. Lindsay Lohan behind bars is the biggest internet news, it's too hot to bake anything, and I don't have a single idea what book I could start to read, especially since I'm convinced Maile will wake up the second I start it. Life is hard. I'm going to go clean the cupboards.
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