not going to make it...

Well, I have come to accept the reality that my advent garland will not be totally complete by tomorrow.  I have mittens 1-12 finished, there is no way that I will get to the other 13 by the end of the day.  Oh well, I guess it will just be a "get- it- done- as- I- go- along" kind of project. 

I have all kinds of filler for it.  Three tiny little trinkets or treats will be stuffed inside each mitten. This was the really fun part (did you know that 3 things for 3 girls for 25 days equals 75 things- eek!) My Grannie (who is a feeling a bit sick...hi Grannie) gave me her old craft box.  Inside I found all kinds of vintage figurines that were used in cake decorating. I also threw in some peppermint sticks, suckers and tons of other little thrifted doodads. Next year I think I will stuff them with ornaments -much easier.

I am headed out tomorrow for an overnight shopping trip with my Tante and my cousin.  Looking forward to some girl time...have a great weekend!

Sick Day

You see that giant plastic bowl up there?  That is what we affectionately refer to as "The Barf Bowl".   Isn't barf a great word?  It has that "immature 6th grade boy" sound to it.  We prefer to say barf over vomiting, or throwing up, or even sick to my stomach.  Sometimes it is just the thing to make us giggle on days such as this.

At 4:00am Hannah came stumbling into my bedroom.  She actually went to Carl's side of the bed (probably because Laurel is often sleeping next to me) and said, "Daddy I barfed!"  She was quite upset and doing that post-puke shaking thing.  I jolted out of bed and found my way through the dark to hug her.  She had chunks all down the front of her shirt.  Lovely.  I threw her in the tub and quickly cleaned up myself.  And so it has gone for the last few hours.  I kept Emma home too with the hopes of giving her a day to rest up and NOT get sick.  She was thankful for the excuse to stay home and color.  She is quite the artist you know.  Check out her version of this made from paper that she cut and pieced together:

 

I have been doing a few bits of crocheting here and there.  I began making a scarf for my Grandma's birthday in September.  Unfortunately I ran out of yarn and couldn't find another skein anywhere. I could not bare to pull it all out so I made it into a neck cozy for Emma.

She is always very sweet about the things I make for her- so careful of my feelings :) 

And then there is this:

It is #1 of 25.  I am on my way to making my own version of this. The next few sick days should give me a good start.

I hope that none of you have an encounter with the barfs anytime soon. Stay well my friends, stay well.

burried

I think that only my pinky toe might be sticking out from under all the yarn I am buried under.  It is heavenly. All week I have been waiting, waiting for this.  Moments when I can confidently say, "Go ask Daddy" should anyone need anything.  I have been plopped down on the couch crocheting to my hearts content.  Such a set up I have- coffee nearby, snacks within reach, blanket on lap, slippers on feet.  The marathon began last night when I made this:

A little pixie hat for Laurel Baby ("Baby" has become her middle name I think).  I love it because it will keep her cheeks warm too.

Laurel is not feeling the love. I have many, many more projects on deck.  Lots of sewing, paper crafts, and of course more yarn!!  We also adopted a kitty.  Still acclimating to our boisterous household, she is safely tucked away in our laundry room.  I am sure she will make her crunchy peas debut in a few days.  Also on tap, some yard work, a trip to the pumpkin patch, cleaning catch-ups, "fallish" baking, and some much needed teeth brushing!! Enjoy your day!