I just realized today, that tomorrow is the 1 year anniversary from the time that my most awesome friends took me out to dinner and showered me with baby gift after baby gift. Click here for photos
Thanks again friends for that evening. I often think of your generosity, and the fun we had together that night.
Can you believe that 1 year ago tomorrow I was THIS BIG???
Tonight, Eden was playing with a ball that her neighbor friend let her borrow and bring home. Jonathon was holding this ball in the kitchen and for some reason he said, "What the H?" (he really said the letter H)
And then handed the ball back to Eden. Who looked at the ball and asked, "Where's the H? There's no H. Take the H out!! I don't want the H in there. I don't want the H in there!"
Jonathon and I basically cracked up and I litterally almost peed my pants i was laughing so hard. It took us a few moments to catch our breath and Jonathon tried to help her. He said, "Eden, there is no H in there." And she said very upset, "Yes there is! It's right there!" So, he pretended to take it out...she was happy again.
I've been saying (in my head) for years (2 whole years)..."I wanna sew a dress for Eden."
I even started a dress, twice. Two different dresses. Neither of them were ever finished.
But, last night was the night that magic happened for me. I was energized. I'd napped from 8pm-10pm. I was excited, and inspired, and ready to get to work. Usually when I start a sewing project it ALWAYS takes 3 times longer than anticipated. But, last night...somehow my 2 hour dress, actually took 2 hours! (plus 45 minutes this morning to finish up the finishing touches and have Eden try it on for good measure) I still need to sew in a zipper since it's a little to tight to slip over her head. I've never done this before, but I'm looking forward to the challenge! Plus I kinda wanna change the sleeves. But I LOVE IT! And so does she. She didn't want to take it off today. That made me feel good. (Which means I couldn't get her to stand still long enough to take a decent photo.)
So, the zipper and sleeves will also probably take another 60 minutes. Which means that my 2 hour dress will have actually taken 3.75 hours. But hey! It's not 6 right??
Oh, and where did I get this pattern/idea for this super cute twirly dress? I patterned it after a dress my siste gave Eden last year for her birthday/Easter! She was starting to outgrow it, so I just cut everything a tad bigger...and it worked!
Thanks Malik, (and his family) for inviting us to you super fun Birthday Party! Though last week's "tsunami drill" we had instead of your party was pretty interesting, yesterday definitely took the cupcake!!!!
Instead of celebrating Malik's birthday last Saturday...he with the rest of the island was stranded on high ground awaiting the tsunami...which luckily was minuscule.
I shoved my bed in this corner. Eventually I will re-do my room...but I am still brainstoring color combination. This is what it looks like right now, with a faux fabric headboard taped to my wall, and a fitted sheet for a curtain. But, I love that the layout gives me a little more space. Now, to find new furtiture. ;-)
Current color scheme idea...I really like this bed.
And for the record, I also like these window treatments,
A stay-at-home mom, who loves her kids and husband and life like crazy!
A favorite quote:
“I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed some one's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."~Marjorie Hinckley