A pox on hat's! Up with bonnets!

My short people eschew
the traditional head dress.

I have tried hats of all sorts
and without crazy glue

Velcro and duct tape attachments

they are flung

far and further wide, also afield.

But here comes the bonnet!

Still a little grim about the head gear concept.

Clearly it burns.

The cuteness is high but the mitts are working hard

to disengage the new bonnet.

Triumphant success!!

A little bit of peak-a-boo-bonnet

(perhaps you've heard of it)

and the hat was deemed worthy for a road test

Even the big sister who is just learning to befriend

the hat in its many forms, was a fan.

She requested red on the outside and purple on the inside.

Who could refuse such a request?

Gifties for she who is knocked up, again.

One of my sweet sweet people...

one of the sweetest really,

is expecting her second girl.

She came to visit and picked out some favorite materials,

and so I've been putting together little things for her,

for her first

and for her second.

Some more of these floaty dreamy doilie-do-dads

to hang above the crib or change table.

And the best part is since she chose the materials,

she's bound to like everything.

She can use them all together as a mobile,

or hang them individually and change them up.

Some (upside down) buttons and hair ties

for her number 1 girl.

And one for the hot mama.

Some simple little onesies with her material

choices stitched on.

And some bibs.

They always say children and animals are the hardest to work with...

well these three were high maintenance.

All "where's my champagne,

I need a bigger per Diem,

I'm off clubbing after this shoot..."

Man, animal super models these days!!!



L'Oeuf

Nap time crafts this week were Easter related.

We dyed some brown eggs

 (uh rookie mistake)

with beet juice.

Very granola hippie.

But they basically turned the colour of barf.

Happy Barf Easter was not the goal.

So we tried again.

This time we used water colour and water colour pencils

a la alisaburke

A little more time and commitment and a little less 4 year old

and these could be gorgeous!

But, what fun would it be with less 4 year old?

Happy hunting little rabbits everywhere!

Easter Craft-asm

When Nu is napping, it's often craft time for Pu & I.

Since Pu still has abiding scissor love

we made this very quick little garland

that's all over blogland

(though I can't remember where exactly)

Pu did most of the cutting

Thank you paint chips!

A Little Doily Love

I know we have enough mobiles...but

I couldn't resist this little tutorial.

So I made a little set for the nursery.

It picks up the material from this quilt

and from this pillow

It was 3 stooges trying to photograph it in a breeze.

But, points for trying.

The lace around the top is too much but

blends into the wall, so it passes.

(not that you can see it in this photograph)

Silly, & satisfying.



Attention Space Cadets!

Some friends of ours had a crush on the rockets.

More accurately,
 they had a 1.5 year old who might have a crush on the rockets.

And,

truth be told...

It was really the Dad of the 1.5 year old who

LOVES

space and all space related things.

Including rockets.

So they requested a little Hobo sack with the rocket material.

Done.

However, since you and I,

and they,
and possibly everyone knows
that the Dad is really and truly the lusty lover of space,
and a 1.5 year old will care not for a bag...

It's reversible.

 
This way Pops can carry snacks and toys etc for Jr.
And he can still roll low profile if he likes.
Secretly HE knows he's carrying blast off capability.
Without any danger of mock of his appreciation for mach.

Moreover, he can carry lunch & snacks for senior
 into the lunch room or board room if necessary.

Why he might just seem like a mild mannered
environmentally aware lunch tote carrier- not the
space maniac
that you and I know him to be.

Of course if he's loud and proud of his rocket love
then he can go to the playground
and be seen in all the right shorty circuits with
Rockets Galore.

Meanwhile there is still a 1.5 year old who got a bag for his bday,
and is now so mad he really wants to THROW something.

Tada!


Peek inside the bag.
Problem solved little rage-o-holic!

Once the initial flinging stage has passed

(does that ever pass, I still enjoy a good fling...)

well, he can work on the letters in his name.

Use the Force space cadets large and small!



Boy Baby Gifts

One of my people is popping in a few weeks

and she knows she's having a boy.

She already has a 4 year old who is very into space.

So a Hobo Sack for big brother with rockets...

And, a tiny gear bag for some of his rocket pieces.

Then new baby Theo gets a little snuggly blanket,

the flip side is super soft minky.

A few 'boy' wash cloths

and a wee grasping toy.

Clearly, it's time to cut the grass!



The Hobo Sack

This should be flung over a stick,

full of pint-sized treasures.

Ready for a day of adventure and mischief.

It's also a portable hording spot for Pu

that can be hung on higher

and higher hooks

as her sister grows.

 

Lately, Nu has become more of a threat to Pu's

many

many

many

treasures.

Thanks to Dana from MADE for the great tutorial!

(Is it me, or is Lucy the Moosey unimpressed?!)

Eye Condom

Made you look.

I have a thing with sunglasses.

I like to lose them, and smash them.

Unless I scratch them,

then I can't lose them no matter how hard I try.

So I made a sunglasses prophylactic:

OK, fine...

perhaps...

more traditionally it's referred to as a

'glasses case'

but admit it,

I had you at condom.

 

My eyes! These glasses, they do nothing...

It may be a little hopeful...

but today I fashioned a little sun screen

I made these last year

but because I used burlap and lace

they didn't hold up in the sun.

This is laminated linen.

Good luck against the elements little fabric!

Our view here is fettered by electrical wires.

 Boo. Wish it was trees.

When we eat our dinners outside,

one of the shorties is always screeching about the sun in their eyes.

This way we can eat without squinting

and look at pretty fabric while we pick food out of our hair.

This is a totally unrelated action shot of the

ric rac skirt:


Just an average day for a dirt bath at the playground.

Bag-O-Bags

I made a little bag holder for those prolific

and evil plastic bags.

We try to avoid them, but they sneak in.

I had made a boring one to fit under our sink.

But "under our sink" is

working overtime & there wasn't

enough real estate for bags & compost.

This way I get to glimpse some of my favorite

materials



Quick Cheat Decorating

A quick and easy way to decorate a stale corner

on the cheap.

And to showcase some favorite materials.

Excuse the terrible yellow lighting.

It's the basement.

A quick and dirty "photo shoot" before

all the Littles are roaming.

You get the idea.

I think I got the idea from mayamade but I can't remember when.



Head Wound Harry

I hope this is the most ridiculous post I ever write.

I've moved into crazy town here,

I know.

But...

We've started to refer to Nu

As Head-Wound Harry.

All she wants to do it fall on her brain.

Hard. Repeatedly.

And so...

Oh man this is embarrassing...

She had a super cute hat that got lost for a few days.

We found it rescued and hanging in a tree.

Only, clearly it had become a dog's chew toy.

It was mangled and although I restitched it.

It was always lopsided.

Still it had a chin strap so it went into backup

hat circulation.

Well this time I modified it into essentially

a soft helmet.

I packed the front with quilt batting and fleece.

See those books?

At the rate she was going

reading was going to be out of the question.

We joked about wrapping her in bubble wrap.

We joked about a helmet.

Then we took her to the emergency room

Due to THE largest goose-egg in our history.

It was either swaddle her cranium

or just start taking points of her S.A.T.s.

Poor kid.

At least the dog doesn't do this sort of thing to her.

Why mom?

Why?