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Three

July 14, 2009

In the craziness that is the universe my incredibly cute and tiny god daughter turned into a cute and slightly larger person this weekend, she turned three! I can not believe it, I mean I can, but boy, oh boy did that go quickly.

Little Miss Sweet as Pie decided to she wanted to come down and go on the carousel. That sounded good to us since we had never taken Tutu before. As soon as we pulled up she was talking up a storm, "the carousel, it's starting!" Okay toddler voices, ahhhh do they not just kill you with their sweetness? Tutu and I opted for a seat on the wagon instead of a moving horse:

She loved it, really enjoying the colors, lights, mirrors, all of it. We walked out to a big old acid ball that has been covered in tiles to look like the earth:

I have got to stop sticking out my stomach like this, I always do it so I can kind of set Sparkly Pants on it, bad habit. Must start finding stomach muscles and sucking them in! Anyway we ate some cupcakes at a picnic table, where Tutu practiced her standing skills:

She loves to stand, but just today she started wanting to sit a little bit too. I think maybe she doesn't have enough chunk on her to hold her up (her six month check up was Monday: 13 pounds even, 25 inches tall). Any we played around on the playground some. I love running around the playground, and V is at such a fun age, she wanted to try everything. I should offer to take an older kid to the playground once a week – that's a good workout! After another trip around the carousel V opened up her present from us. I was going to do this complicated picnic blanket and set of picnic stuff, but I found this and knew it would be perfect:

Was I ever right, V loved her. She's got lots of "dollies" at home and I Michele told me that all the way back in the car she was talking about how her new dolly was going to be friends with her old dollies. I know Tutu and V are 2.5 years apart, but I think once they are a little bit older they are going to be best of friends too.
The machine

July 13, 2009

I got my new machine at the beginning of the week, but have been trying hard to finish the mountains of other things I have to work on before playing with it. Well I didn't finish everything I wanted to do, but made a sizable dent so I let myself play with my new Babylock Decorator's Choice (BLDC2) machine a little this weekend.

First off, let me just state that I'm sure this is not going to turn me into an overnight sewing superstar. Just like the study I put into photography makes me have some skill and not my wonderful camera, I know I'll have to practice, practice, practice to get this machine to work for me. That said, oh my god it rocks. For lots of reasons, but one of my favorite fun things is this little button:

The one that looks like scissors? Well it cuts the thread for you, and I'm pretty sure this is the best add on feature to a sewing machine besides the actual sewing. I love it! It was one of the things I really wanted on a machine, but when I went into the shop I quickly realized those kinds of machines might be a bit out of my league price wise. Now this machine was not cheap by any means, but at a fraction of the cost of some of the fancier Pfaffs and Berninas (which are fantastic) it has everything I wanted in a machine. Oh and I was going to keep my old Janome, as I thought it would have pretty much no trade in value, but I ending up swapping it for the extension table, which is so handy (and it snaps to the side of the hard case, these people thought of everything!).

I pieced a really simple back out of stash fabric (Ceara that purple was going to be pajama pants for you about six years ago – sorry never got to it!) for a picnic blanket thing I dreamed up. The piecing went so well. Let's just say I'm pretty sure whatever kind of seam allowance I was doing before, it was not 1/4 inch. At least not all the way down a row of stitches, and not all the time. This is the most even I've been, and I love it! The Babylock has a nice little feature that lets you regulate stitch speed, so that you don't do stupid things like try to sew faster than you can think. Of course I had to pair the easiest thing with the hardest thing, and decided to quilt the pieces together with circles.

Now this is just going to be a tester picnic blanket so I don't feel bad about totally screwing it up. The larger circle was me using a walking foot for the first time (not so pretty), the smaller one is hand stitched.

Then I tried free motion. It's been a while since I done this kind of quilting, but I think with practice it will be the method of choice for this kind of project (and it helps to have those gloves they grip the fabric).

It was super fun to play with, and while I might not get as much sewing time in as I like, I'm so glad to have a great tool now to use and experiment with. I've pressed a bunch of my fabric and folded it all neat for inspiration:

Now doesn't that look yummy? I also got the updated Kona Cotton color card, because I am really liking solids in quilts:

Isn't that fantastic? Speaking of color I finally framed up some old pages from teach yourself color theory books. Will share soon. Off to dream of sewing!

p.s. okay so this finished just barely too late to be counted for a post on the 12th, but I'll make up for it!
Six Months

July 11, 2009

My lovely little Tutu yesterday, on your six month, 1/2 birthday, your papa and I ditched you. That’s right, you’re a half year old and we decide to go to the Coldplay concert. See the thing is I never thought six months would come this fast, it was so like, in the future. I think you were only about a month old when we got the tickets. I said to your papa, “do you think we’ll be able to leave her by July 10th.” Oh certainly he thought. But last night was that time and it was not so easy to leave you, even though your favorite auntie Sciarrino was watching you and I knew you girls would have fun. I thought about you the whole concert. Though I have to admit, when our view of Chris Martin went from this:

to this:

you may have slipped out of my mind for a moment.

You did survive with out us though, only taking one bottle in 9 hours (way to go on a huger strike Sparkly Pants), and making Sciarrino carry you all night in the Baby Hawk. I am so lucky and grateful that I rarely do leave your side and that I get to nurse you so often (as often as you like).

You are so curious. I do not get bored being with you all day, quite the opposite, you wear me out little one! I am constantly telling you what this is, or how that works. You look at me and I feel like you just want to know things, so I tell you.

You are quite a petite little wonder, people comment on it all the time. You can twist and move your little body all sorts of ways now. I get the feeling you might never crawl, you love to stand and try walking when we hold your hands, and I’m afraid you might skip right to that step.

Your little feet are still so small though, that I’ve never even put shoes on you. But your papa does have me try your baby Uggs on you every week, just to check. Speaking of trying things on you, I love dressing you up. If you spit up, I never mind, I have a back up outfit ready to go.

I’ve started signing to you. Not baby sign language, I don’t know that, but actual American Sign Language, the kind I learned when I was in grade school. I’m surprised how much comes back to me and I just use it while I talk to you if I’m not holding you. You love watching me do it, and when I sign that you are mama’s beautiful little girl you always smile. I am always caught between wanting to give you every opportunity to learn something and taking a little time for myself to do a crafty project (or ten). You are always with me, and feed on demand, so that doesn’t give mama a whole lot of time. Sometimes this does frustrate me, but you never do. I think the days of me having to constantly entertain you are over. You are always reaching for some toy or checking out your hands and feet. More often it looks like you are having so much fun I just have to stop what I am doing and come hang out with you.

We’re going to figure out the sleep/work/eat/play thing soon, I know. Already the first few months seem like a distant memory. Sorry I’m your personal paparazzi, but I have to get every little bit of you down so I can remember you this way forever.

I love you, and if you tried to guess how much you probably wouldn’t even come close to what I feel for you, it’s that big of a love.

Three

The machine

Six Months

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