Born January 3rd at 7:35, right here in our home. She weighed 6lbs. 4oz. and is 18.25 in. long.
I started making some stockings out of a mohair sweater I found at the mall–not in a shop. It was abandoned in the bathroom. Am I a bad person for not giving it to lost-and-found? We can figure that out later. Anyways, I wasn’t thrilled with how the first stocking turned out, so I went to a thrift store in town and found a great kinda-teal-green tweed jacket…
And an “am Greatesten” (as the Germans would kinda say) tweed vest and matching bow tie for Peanut-Butter-Breath (Sorry about the poor quality of the picture. I’ve yet to master the art of taking photos of moving babies).
And Israel finally got everything he ever wanted for Christmas.
My brother gave this great little piano to me as a birthday (or was it Christmas?) present I think about 10 years ago. We were browsing antique stores downtown as only weird homeschooled teenagers would do, and I fell in love with it. He surprised me with it a few weeks later.
In the past several years I’ve really been looking forward to my children being able to use it. Yesterday, I lugged it in to the living room, and today I propped Israel up and observed. He absolutely loves it!
Anyway, I’m thinking about possibly painting it some bright, child-like color, since it’s got a few spots of wear and discoloration on it. What do you think? Should I leave it as is and consider the wear to be “character”? If I do paint it, what color should I do? I’ve posted a few pictures of our living room on this blog, so that should make it easier for you all to help me figure out what color would go. Comment away.
I turned this stuff:
It’s to store my coupons, discount cards, and shopping list in. I still need to put a button on it and it’s a little sloppy.
It’s sloppiness was at first accidental, and then became intentional, simply because it was easier for me to make it look sloppy on purpose than it is for me to make myself do anything more than eye-ball measurements and seams for things that are intended to stay in my possession (I’m more picky about how things look if I’m giving them to someone else or selling them). But I still love it. The lady at CVS complimented it immediately, before I blind-sided her with coupons.
(I had to save the selvedge and use it. I’ve seen so many cute selvedge projects, and I’ve always wanted to find a way to incorporate it – albeit in a much more meager way than in the projects linked above).
And something I’m not so happy about:
That’s what the sonographer said almost right after she turned the screen on. So of course, Peter immediately blurted out “It’s a boy!” But the sonographer just stared at the screen and smiled. Then she proceeded to point out a few things to us on the video we were watching of the baby sitting oblivious in my belly, sucking its thumb. “You’re having a little girl!”
If she is as punctual as her big brother, she will introduce herself to everyone by name on January 9th. In the meantime, I’m dusting the walls with compulsion and scouting Goodwill for bloomers as if that is the only thing she is ever going to wear.