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My mom celebrated a big birthday number this weekend, so this is a little gift I whipped up for her. Really, its not a family tree–maybe more like a "tree of life" or something–all the people who love her and are part of her life as she turns the big 6-5.
My siblings and their spouses are on each of the branches. And each branch gets a leaf for the children in that family. If I’d thought of this idea earlier than the day before we celebrated, I would have liked to have done the names in embroidery–but the flu and lack of time, caused me to have to go with paper and my sewing machine for the initials.
And my oldest sister, who still lives at home with my mom, gets a little canary on her branch–just like the one she has at home….
And the tree still needs a suitable frame, but that is coming…
I also knit a turtleneck/neck gaiter kind of thing for my mom, too. Using a yummy, soft brown yarn. Of course, I used no pattern, eyed the size without measuring, and ended up with an overgrown piece that could have fit around my waist. So now the question is felt it? rip it out and start again? or cut and stitch it up? (would that even work?)
Even with all my homemade gift glitches it was still a fun day with family. My sister made a yummy mushroom and artichoke heart soup and killer chocolate cake, and I kicked in some bread bowls and homemade rolls.
And once again, its monday and I’m playing reclaim my house. Do I write about this every Monday? Probably. I’m always recovering from the weekend it seems. My homemaking skills usually shut down on the weekend–then (sometimes) Sunday night hits and I get this cleaning surge….today it didn’t hit until this morning:
I’m on my fifth load of laundry. (yes, I’m THAT behind….)
My mom celebrated a big birthday number this weekend, so this is a little gift I whipped up for her. Really, its not a family tree–maybe more like a "tree of life" or something–all the people who love her and are part of her life as she turns the big 6-5.
My siblings and their spouses are on each of the branches. And each branch gets a leaf for the children in that family. If I’d thought of this idea earlier than the day before we celebrated, I would have liked to have done the names in embroidery–but the flu and lack of time, caused me to have to go with paper and my sewing machine for the initials.
And my oldest sister, who still lives at home with my mom, gets a little canary on her branch–just like the one she has at home….
And the tree still needs a suitable frame, but that is coming…
I also knit a turtleneck/neck gaiter kind of thing for my mom, too. Using a yummy, soft brown yarn. Of course, I used no pattern, eyed the size without measuring, and ended up with an overgrown piece that could have fit around my waist. So now the question is felt it? rip it out and start again? or cut and stitch it up? (would that even work?)
Even with all my homemade gift glitches it was still a fun day with family. My sister made a yummy mushroom and artichoke heart soup and killer chocolate cake, and I kicked in some bread bowls and homemade rolls.
And once again, its monday and I’m playing reclaim my house. Do I write about this every Monday? Probably. I’m always recovering from the weekend it seems. My homemaking skills usually shut down on the weekend–then (sometimes) Sunday night hits and I get this cleaning surge….today it didn’t hit until this morning:
I’m on my fifth load of laundry. (yes, I’m THAT behind….)
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okay. these are the words that just came out of my mouth: "girls. you can jump on the bed. but PLEASE put the knitting needles on the floor."
Do you ever do that–say something to your children in your "mother-voice" and then a few seconds later, reflect on what you just said and realize how absurd and funny it is? Yup. One of those moments.
Well, my plan was to show you my new project today, but I’ve had another little idea of something I want to add to them. So, today will just be partial mystery shots.
*(and for the record, I always use both hands when I cut, and I do keep my thumbs out of the way.)*
And if you’re up for something gross…this is what we dug into yesterday. Hannah, are we doing this right–because really it felt like an archeological dig site. My husband is missing his wedding band (I think it’s gone, folks.) and I couldn’t throw the bag away until I had searched it. No ring, but six cents, a Barbie band-aid, a few paper clips and lots of dog hair. Again, those knitting needles came in handy.
okay. these are the words that just came out of my mouth: "girls. you can jump on the bed. but PLEASE put the knitting needles on the floor."
Do you ever do that–say something to your children in your "mother-voice" and then a few seconds later, reflect on what you just said and realize how absurd and funny it is? Yup. One of those moments.
Well, my plan was to show you my new project today, but I’ve had another little idea of something I want to add to them. So, today will just be partial mystery shots.
*(and for the record, I always use both hands when I cut, and I do keep my thumbs out of the way.)*
And if you’re up for something gross…this is what we dug into yesterday. Hannah, are we doing this right–because really it felt like an archeological dig site. My husband is missing his wedding band (I think it’s gone, folks.) and I couldn’t throw the bag away until I had searched it. No ring, but six cents, a Barbie band-aid, a few paper clips and lots of dog hair. Again, those knitting needles came in handy.
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as I watched Emma drown that beautiful bowl of rocks in bright green crayola paint. She wasn’t going to be put off any longer. But as Beth said, "it’s just an excuse for another rock walk."
And speaking of walks, the girls and I took a little walk around the farm again yesterday.
It’s funny because we have a woodburning stove in our house and when it’s really cranking, I often forget that it’s the middle of winter. So, when I looked out the window yesterday and saw the blue skies and sunshine, I felt the need to get out into what I thought looked like a pretty mild day.
The wind that met me at the door quickly knocked the sense back into me, and we all went back inside for hats and mittens. (But I still hung my laundry on the clothes line, even though my fingers were purple by the end of it!)
But down in the garden, out of the wind, it really was kind of nice. And as always, we gathered a little bit of everything and anything.
Can you believe Emma is picking daffodils? This has been a crazy winter.
And sweet Mary filled her jar with baby pine cones, just for me….
But these were my favorite by far. We found these little nut shells all over the ground in the orchard. They were like little miniature bowls. I love them and Emma wants to feed her horses out of them. I also wouldn’t mind making them into those little squirrel ornaments that used to hang on our Christmas tree–the little pompom squirrel tucked under a blanket, nestled inside a nut shell. My sister will remember, right Mary??!!
And today I started a totally new-to-me project. I’m dying to show you a few pictures, but I think I’d better finish at least one before I get too excited. I’m not sure I can pull it off–but just to let you know, the project involved a jigsaw and sandpaper…..I’ll keep you posted.
as I watched Emma drown that beautiful bowl of rocks in bright green crayola paint. She wasn’t going to be put off any longer. But as Beth said, "it’s just an excuse for another rock walk."
And speaking of walks, the girls and I took a little walk around the farm again yesterday.
It’s funny because we have a woodburning stove in our house and when it’s really cranking, I often forget that it’s the middle of winter. So, when I looked out the window yesterday and saw the blue skies and sunshine, I felt the need to get out into what I thought looked like a pretty mild day.
The wind that met me at the door quickly knocked the sense back into me, and we all went back inside for hats and mittens. (But I still hung my laundry on the clothes line, even though my fingers were purple by the end of it!)
But down in the garden, out of the wind, it really was kind of nice. And as always, we gathered a little bit of everything and anything.
Can you believe Emma is picking daffodils? This has been a crazy winter.
And sweet Mary filled her jar with baby pine cones, just for me….
But these were my favorite by far. We found these little nut shells all over the ground in the orchard. They were like little miniature bowls. I love them and Emma wants to feed her horses out of them. I also wouldn’t mind making them into those little squirrel ornaments that used to hang on our Christmas tree–the little pompom squirrel tucked under a blanket, nestled inside a nut shell. My sister will remember, right Mary??!!
And today I started a totally new-to-me project. I’m dying to show you a few pictures, but I think I’d better finish at least one before I get too excited. I’m not sure I can pull it off–but just to let you know, the project involved a jigsaw and sandpaper…..I’ll keep you posted.
