We had a cookout in the park with friends, went to the zoo, had a chocolate cream pie milkshake from Sonic, and ate at Daddy’s favorite local restaurant. We also got all caught up on Battlestar Galactica. What wonderful things did you guys do to celebrate your daddies?
To all the daddies in our life! We love you all.
Happy Memorial Day! We enjoyed some fantastic steaks at the Newmans’ home this afternoon, and then played with babies. This is a recurring theme here at Thimbly Things. Food. Babies. Food. Babies.
Enjoy!
By the end of our visit, Emily looked like a dirty, neglected ragamuffin. Her sweet little dress was spotted from whipped cream, dirt, doggy slobber, and we’re not sure what else. Her feet were black from mud, charcoal, and possibly doggy poo. Her knee was scraped. And, as usual, her hair was matted together. But she certainly did have the time of her life.
She even made a new human friend.
This is Myra. She and Emily bonded over the door stopper. Good times. (By the way, you’d never know from looking at them, but Emily is 10 days older than Myra!)
Emily with another stick. I decided to add this because it just makes me laugh. There’s something mildly Lord of the Flies about this. Maybe it’s the tied green dress hanging off her shoulder and her bare feet, but I can just see her heading up a group of ornery, angry children and hunting down a wild boar…
Easter was a smashing success, though we never managed to take a family picture. For all three of us to be still, be clean, be dressed, and have someone else available to snap a picture while it’s nice and sunny… well, it is very difficult. Even with friends over, we couldn’t get our act together long enough for them to take the picture for us. Alas, maybe another Sunday.
Emily got some egg-shaped sidewalk chalk this year, though she wasn’t sure what to do with it. Anything remotely resembling a ball should be thrown, in her opinion. To be fair, she scribbled a little bit before she started picking at the little sticks and dead grass near her.
I refurbished the dress I showed you here for her to wear to church. Emily pranced around in it before we left–like she just knew she was sooo pretty. Feminine instinct, my friend.
Here’s a round-up of her Easter booty. One bunny, a chick, an extra set of bunny ears, 3 eggs, a tin bucket, and a sweet, store-bought lamb from family. I apologize for the not-so-artful picture. I snapped it just moments before Emily found her new friends.
Look at that serious face.
Soon after meeting and greeting all her new pals, Emily began the meticulous relocation of Every. Single. Thing. Evan says she gets this tendency from me.
The rest of our day was filled with yummy food, friends, games, and a relaxing good time. I hope yours was just as splendid!
We’re having quite the overcast (and now rainy) St. Paddy’s Day here in Tulsa, and I’m hard-pressed to find any green worth photographing. Except the neighbor’s yard. Just across the street, our very nice neighbor has a green lawn while everyone else’s is still blah blah brown. There is a flowering tree across the street as well, and I keep wondering if the neighbors (who all appear to be home for Spring Break) will think me insane if I hobble over there with my camera and toddler.
Yellow has been more of an inspiration as of late. I realized this when I read SouleMama’s post on bringing the sun into her house (via painting a room yellow). This may be surprising to friends who know that when we moved into our house, I painted over our yellow walls immediately. Green, in fact. Our living room was the color of a Granny Smith apple for almost a year. Until I convinced Evan that I would indeed lose my mind if I didn’t repaint it. He said, “Fine. But it’s your project.” He was gone for 2 weeks in January and came home to an almost-half-painted-living-room. Thankfully, he helped me finish. Thankfully.
Here’s a picture that shows just how vivid and overwhelming the walls could be (in certain light):
Insanely bright. Neon. And very little looked good on the walls. So there’s some green for the holiday!
I tried to do a round-up of green craftiness to share, but it was quickly disassembled by Em.
Thank you Brobee for being the awesome Little Green One today. As for my hang-up on yellow, it’s mostly centered around this hand-me-down dress someone gave us:
It’s very pretty–on a hanger. But the collar is too much pretty, I think. Too much frill. I cut it off this weekend and sewed on some fresh binding. What to do next? Hmm…
And for all my readers who don’t know, WIP stands for “Work in Progress.” I got your back.
Around these parts, I’ve been focused on swelling, hormonal changes, an upcoming baby shower, and…
Easter! It’s so much fun to have a little person to make cute little things for. Emily might not even care all that much about getting a new toy, but one day she’ll be able to ask me to make something for her and give me all the specifics. And it feels good knowing that I might help her carry out her very important vision. I remember having those dreams as a kid. I would draw out elaborate dollhouses or design clothing collections for my dolls. The imagination of a child is such a fabulous thing. The only problem is seeing those imaginative designs through to completion. Well, this mama will be happy to step in and help out.
Here’s a peak at Emily’s Easter Bunny (pattern by Wee Wonderfuls, embellishments by me):
And here’s the start of a friend for Bunny:
I know, it doesn’t look like much yet, but just wait.
Remember my plan to make something every day? Well, I sort of have. I just haven’t posted every day. Tuesday I got all caught up in making this little gal:
and only had disassembled body parts to photograph by midnight. And no one wants to see those pictures. Creepy. Creepy the way animal skins are creepy at Build-A-Bear. I feel confident saying that, even after working there for 2 summers during college. She’s from Narumi Ogawa’s Super Crochet Wonderful, though a change in the face and a few mistakes made her look like her own little person.
I couldn’t stop with just a bunny. I mean, she’s so dress-able! Like a Barbie but much more innocent. When I tried Narumi’s pattern for a dress, however, things didn’t quite work out. Either my tension was off or it was the yarn… I don’t know, but it was my own fault and not the fault of the pattern. So on Wednesday I got inventive. Afterall, it was the day of Project Runway’s finale finale. (Make it work!)
The funny thing is that I used the excuse of making Emily an Easter bunny for this particular project, but I fear I got carried away and made her inappropriate for a 17-month-old. She has button eyes and a lacy flower sewn to her ear (which hides the wonkiness of said ear). It just doesn’t seem safe–for Emily or the bunny.
Do not fret. I will just make another bunny. I’m thinking of the simple wee bunny pattern by Wee Wonderfuls. Oh how I adore Hillary Lang. And maybe my wrist can get a break from my crochet addiction.
In the meantime, I’m working on a Brobee for Em. It’s just too perfect.
