tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82458260465253251282024-02-06T22:48:18.265-07:00Adventures with MonkeysWhat we do when you're not lookingLeannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-78235239796360408102011-07-14T00:02:00.000-06:002011-07-14T00:02:27.041-06:00Some Mommy Thoughts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXCduoYdYaq6SK-7cwYgRGzkJSxznODD8wYopv_kFxyGC5QxJnBSSFi8AhDUki1O6sXry0C_OOhCT-LETQQCndYIf79f87kbJPu_wT3zy-QmSbWdhT-kF3xnB79PrGA5jjB6rzZ81c7HMl/s1600/cuddling+on+chair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXCduoYdYaq6SK-7cwYgRGzkJSxznODD8wYopv_kFxyGC5QxJnBSSFi8AhDUki1O6sXry0C_OOhCT-LETQQCndYIf79f87kbJPu_wT3zy-QmSbWdhT-kF3xnB79PrGA5jjB6rzZ81c7HMl/s400/cuddling+on+chair.jpg" /></a></div><br />
This is an oldish picture from almost a year ago now. First of all, I had fun decorating the room! Zebra print rug, turquoise leather chair, lots of light: heaven. But I love most of all sitting in the chair with my little ones. They are so delicious! Their warm soft hair, squishy cheeks and tender little hands. I just want to munch on them I love them so much! This is what being a mommy is all about. What would I do without these beauties? I think I'd be bored out of my mind! They've taught me so much, I wouldn't be "Me" without them.Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-32266471917320282672011-07-13T15:07:00.002-06:002011-07-13T15:09:59.936-06:00Montessori Graduation<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpoNnNe82hSKmwJvmHV19LjFjJYw0V0JIX4FryZYm2CU_dbvm7XSjl8JsB7ctxoaIumfFNBxmdD9eNEmiuGpm-1tWot5U9tIvKkL70JqeDgf8Y0mpfI4Sod3vmxygMmUt07JlQAovHqBt0/s1600/photo-770936.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpoNnNe82hSKmwJvmHV19LjFjJYw0V0JIX4FryZYm2CU_dbvm7XSjl8JsB7ctxoaIumfFNBxmdD9eNEmiuGpm-1tWot5U9tIvKkL70JqeDgf8Y0mpfI4Sod3vmxygMmUt07JlQAovHqBt0/s320/photo-770936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628946660239723538" /></a></p>Sarah and Ben went to a month of Montessori preschool after we moved<br />
to American Fork. Miss Rebecca runs the cutest preschool in her home<br />
super close to ours. She really loves the children and they love her.<br />
All the kids wore men's short sleeve white shirts backwards with paper<br />
graduation hats. They sang a few songs and we had a potluck after. So<br />
darling and fun. Ben will continue there in the fall and Sarah will be<br />
off to kindergarten.Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-30974245090477423902011-07-13T14:50:00.001-06:002011-07-13T14:52:13.535-06:00Can I get this PLEASE?!!!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZaupCWvriZhLc-j2JHRs8AiFR0_EOBVGZFtD66rDj_OiAffTvchlMP0t7J73H1F8I7tF4L9UXM6BVM9MQ9q66Kdl4YYCzMGtF2d7dz343sADBIb0_vPQUs43NMLeYwYWm2cZbC-Hccznb/s1600/photo-763844.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZaupCWvriZhLc-j2JHRs8AiFR0_EOBVGZFtD66rDj_OiAffTvchlMP0t7J73H1F8I7tF4L9UXM6BVM9MQ9q66Kdl4YYCzMGtF2d7dz343sADBIb0_vPQUs43NMLeYwYWm2cZbC-Hccznb/s320/photo-763844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628942324260068546" /></a></p>What mother hasn't seen THIS look before?<p>"Oh mom this is sooooo awesome! Can I get it please please please!<br />
I'll be really good! Can I get it for my birthday or Christmas? Which<br />
one comes first? Pleeeeease!"<p>My special way of warding off overly zealous little hoarders is to<br />
take a picture of the thing they want, then they are appeased and I<br />
have an idea for a future gift. Sarah wants a super messy volcano set<br />
instead of a (clean) fluffy pink stuffed animal? Darn. Messes were<br />
sure more fun when I was a kid and had a mother to clean it up.Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-25869871679625083302011-02-02T09:37:00.001-07:002011-07-13T15:18:50.143-06:00Way Cute Memo Board<a href="http://www.bhg.com/rooms/home-office/storage/cheap-home-office-storage-ideas/">Home Office Storage Solutions</a><br />
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I'm going to make a huge one of these memo boards for the office. Time to search for fun, pretty fabric! (update 8/11: Still haven't made it, but perhaps it's more likely to get done having posted the link here so I don't forget where to find it!)Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-75929692494732777682011-02-01T22:57:00.001-07:002011-02-01T22:59:45.656-07:00Are you smiling yet?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4a2UYJkRhhwNXnktSkoRJD7S0JUcjp1ZAD66Jf_isoUqEuF-t1fyEIncdzMBthz5EhAFOpfqegVPRzGmRZuK_hS4yz9dem9Pwow2s_4OB4RlnbJf8uzrKh90FtEg4LYJqliOO9DeKx8Ee/s1600/Allie+and+Ben+stuck+inside+BW2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="400" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4a2UYJkRhhwNXnktSkoRJD7S0JUcjp1ZAD66Jf_isoUqEuF-t1fyEIncdzMBthz5EhAFOpfqegVPRzGmRZuK_hS4yz9dem9Pwow2s_4OB4RlnbJf8uzrKh90FtEg4LYJqliOO9DeKx8Ee/s400/Allie+and+Ben+stuck+inside+BW2.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<b>Who knows what spurred this picture on... a rainy day? especially fragrant plate glass? babysitter boredom? but it makes me laugh every single time I see it. <br />
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Ah, to be a kid again, where face-making is an act of daily life! I plan on getting this thing printed as big as I can get it and putting it up in my kitchen to keep me smiling no matter what. <br />
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I think it's quite clear how my blog got its name: these are the funny little people I live with!! They crack me up!</b>Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-68125492086203720742011-02-01T22:29:00.002-07:002011-02-01T23:07:00.198-07:00The latest news: a houseWhoah, it's been a long time since I've caught this puppy up to speed...where does the time go??... Oh yeah, I know, how about changing diapers, sweeping the kitchen three times a day, wishing the laundry would somehow fold itself, dodging dirty dishes, and hopping in the car every five minutes to chauffeur a monkey here, there and everywhere. Blogging? Hah! Who has time to pee let alone write about it? <br />
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But one big thing has changed. We are officially building a new house in American Fork in a super cute gated circle. The views are amazing: Mt Timpanogos soaring out the front, the Timpanogos temple back-lit by the sinking sun out the back.<br />
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Hopefully the interior designer (me) likes what she's picked for color and finishes. How do I describe my style? Eclectic-beachy-modern with a bit of glamour? It should be a warm mix of textured grays and silvers, pale turquoise, and weathered wood finishes. I lie awake most nights planning where I will put this mirror or that chair or what type of bed I currently covet (right now my absolute favorite wished-for bed is a low king platform with a spare lined canopy in dark chocolate. Modern and clean, yet with a nod to tradition.) I'm having a blast planning everything. <br />
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Instead of reading fiction like I usually love to do, I have been poring over every magazine I've saved, tearing out rooms and ideas I love and getting design ideas for the new place. Who knows, if it all comes together like I hope, maybe there's a future in design for me. At the very least, by filling it with stuff I love, we'll have a home that makes me smile (and hopefully my family too!)<br />
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I'll try to post pictures that I have so far. It should be sheet-rocked this week and the finish date is the end of March! We'll move as soon as it's done.<br />
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<a href="http://www.perryhomesutah.com/ready-to-move/index.php?action=listingview&listingID=60">Here's</a> a link to the listing for our house. Ours will be a little different than the one shown, but the same design. So exciting! We'll miss our current friends and neighborhood, but the change should be a great thing for our family.Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-47372811767803322872010-11-19T22:31:00.000-07:002010-11-19T22:58:19.422-07:00Pumpkin picking at Pack Farms<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheGNQTiGutVQXku2dw-zoXdPzqdTyR47NZm79x4xP0VqPjF0U6A86CfX6-Q3gf2OJ-wUNrcCDbOhnWK8Sr5qVWpgo7W-qDBLRYHADt8CStLum_Cqsmm-ax9hZbeGFApARsDubA_WPUEaPL/s1600/photo-799423.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheGNQTiGutVQXku2dw-zoXdPzqdTyR47NZm79x4xP0VqPjF0U6A86CfX6-Q3gf2OJ-wUNrcCDbOhnWK8Sr5qVWpgo7W-qDBLRYHADt8CStLum_Cqsmm-ax9hZbeGFApARsDubA_WPUEaPL/s320/photo-799423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541507251483113570" /></a></p>We had such a blast picking pumpkins as a family for Family Night. We<br>each picked a pumpkin to match our size so we ended up with a nice<br>little family of pumpkins on our porch.Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-47861381376189364732010-11-14T22:50:00.001-07:002010-11-14T23:03:53.026-07:00Vashley Cardue and Alerie Mordon, adopted neighbors<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"><tr><td><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a41784f44677a4e6a453d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox collage" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a41784f44677a4e6a453d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/></a></td></tr>
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You guys are dang awesome! Thanks for all the good times.Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-60478904138203121222010-11-14T21:34:00.002-07:002010-11-14T21:34:50.515-07:00Sarah's birthday e-vite<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"><tr><td><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a41784f4463794f44453d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox invite" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a41784f4463794f44453d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own invite - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/></a></td></tr><tr><td align="center">This <a href="http://www.smilebox.com/invitations/" target="_blank">invitation card</a> personalized with Smilebox</td></tr></table>Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-29066175717440461702010-11-14T01:09:00.003-07:002010-11-14T01:11:35.712-07:00Preschool Talent Show<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sarah is having a fabulous time in Preschool. She showed how she decorated a backpack for her "talent". She has become especially good friends with the darling son of the teacher, Miss Brittany (which explains why she wanted to be Darth Vader for Halloween. He's the guy with the Storm Trooper on his shirt :)</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Encarnacion and Nacho at a Halloween party in our neighborhood. We got an award for best couple and Jon did a pretty good impersonation of Nacho; had 'em howling.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I had fun making this costume. Lizzy's Princess Leia hat hair turned out perfectly!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So why the heck did we not get better pictures of our costumes? Allie was a jellyfish (her choice, sombrero with stuffing and shiny fabric), Sarah was Darth Vader (her choice!), and Ben was Yoda, also fun to make. The other three people are our friends, who also were on the Star Wars bandwagon. This was before I doctored up my nun costume to look more like Encarnacion. Why is dressing up so much FUN!? What should we do next year?</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-75738447092947277272010-11-14T00:29:00.004-07:002010-11-14T01:21:25.230-07:00•••The Brinton Look•••<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;">Apparently our kids seem to have a common "look" to them... <br />
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A few weeks ago our dear neighbors were babysitting Lizzy and they brought her with them to an art show. Jon's aunt also happened to be there. Upon seeing this random baby the aunt asked if she was a "Brinton baby" and our neighbor laughed and said "yes!" So I've compiled baby pictures of each kid at around the same age. Yeah, they do look quite alike. So much so, that sometimes we can't tell who we are looking at in a given picture. But here they are, three of each in order of age. </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><br />
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My brother Cory, wifey Krysta, and their 4 cute kids came over today for a quick visit. (I should have taken more pictures, so let's get together again soon!) Sarah and I notice that sweety Maliya has the same shoes as Sarah, only way tinier. So Sarah put on her shoes, and here they are together. Great mommy minds think alike, eh?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is a little baby quilt I started when I was expecting Sarah, yes almost five years ago! It is made of little quilted squares sewn together, with the raw edges all on one side, clipped and frayed and kind of ruffly.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Front of tummy time floor blanket. I just added a layer of muslin between each yard of coordinating fabric, sewed it all together an inch from the edge, with raw edges out and clipped to make ruffly tabs around the perimeter.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And here is the blanket in action! Yes, Ben is climbing ON Lizzy. She didn't seem to mind, poor kid.</td></tr>
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up an hour early, at 6am? He wants "brepast." But the strangest thing<br />
happened after we eat some pb&j for brepast (his request.) I go to<br />
nurse the baby and he goes back in his room and shuts the door and is<br />
quiet. He put himself back to bed! (for how long I'm not sure anymore) Then I was tempted to go back to bed, so I did. Which means Allie was too "distracted" to get catch the bus. oops!Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-74997452157495545112010-09-13T23:55:00.002-06:002010-09-14T10:01:38.107-06:00retrospective 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcVh6fOL9SAJhl4Z91tUZ9w_uA5mmDNhKps1mzxQvn9am5IAZPVTNqlBJNwI8WIMg3y1y-avy0KAWfNKPrfTna-bA4cjNNuejLF29tDS0wsM93A1nCjBI28IVmP4AG0bW8VVKjhxAj_YVf/s1600/IMG_0462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcVh6fOL9SAJhl4Z91tUZ9w_uA5mmDNhKps1mzxQvn9am5IAZPVTNqlBJNwI8WIMg3y1y-avy0KAWfNKPrfTna-bA4cjNNuejLF29tDS0wsM93A1nCjBI28IVmP4AG0bW8VVKjhxAj_YVf/s320/IMG_0462.jpg" /></a></div>Doll Stroller: A few months ago we put our newest addition in a doll stroller. Not a bad fit! This was Lizzy's first time outdoors for longer than a few seconds. She seemed to love it. Babies are sometimes the best toys.Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-22046830546716426092010-09-13T23:23:00.001-06:002010-09-13T23:24:36.830-06:00Bathtime!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBkPMtlz84SCprB3xGVpoVUkCFj4s6xzHk-QXptQKHVBgNhFh6Xq70fXcyLJyscGkqNB7aPjIIA49dmtbVUtgm2CRjJNNAl3IvNW2Yc6qQbrt00P-Lh3MqQyn5yn2XvpKdAtFwY4MyOKtl/s1600/IMG_3386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBkPMtlz84SCprB3xGVpoVUkCFj4s6xzHk-QXptQKHVBgNhFh6Xq70fXcyLJyscGkqNB7aPjIIA49dmtbVUtgm2CRjJNNAl3IvNW2Yc6qQbrt00P-Lh3MqQyn5yn2XvpKdAtFwY4MyOKtl/s320/IMG_3386.jpg" /></a></div>We had a new sink put in last fall and we thought "Why do you need a divided sink anyway?" so we got a huge, deep, one pot sink. So this is bath central. And who doesn't love a chubby baby lovin' her bath?<br />
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I was getting bored of all my plain jane shirts. Now they have a little spice to em!<br />
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(I did not picture the bleachy-green practice shirt which turned out ug-ly, but hey, you gotta start somewhere!)Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245826046525325128.post-46700052504246220592010-09-13T22:44:00.006-06:002010-09-15T22:45:34.681-06:00Button/Ribbon Bookmarks and FlowersDon't you always need a great bookmark to make reading more fun? I found this cute idea from <a href="http://familyfun.go.com/crafts/3-things-to-do-with-buttons-710858/">Family Fun Magazine</a>. These bookmarks are fast, easy, cute and incredibly useful (if you read a lot).<br />
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I played with stacking buttons or making little collages with tiny buttons (they look like jewels). These make great little gifts. Cheep, easy, cute, fast: what could be better? And seeing one sticking out of a book makes me want to read the book some more!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>(While making these I came to identify with the phrase </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><u>"Cute as a button."</u> </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Those things are stinkin' cute, and I think I'm going to look for more crafts using buttons just so I can dig through the button jar some more.)</b></i></div><br />
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That brings me to my next little button/ribbon craft:<br />
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<div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ribbon flowers with button centers </span></div><br />
Take a little bit of quilters thread and needle. Double the thread and tie a knot.<br />
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I didn't take a picture of the process, but pull the thread almost all the way tight. I liked it a little loose though so the flower laid flat. Tie a strong knot. Quilting thread won't break. Shape the ribbon flower till it lays how you like it. Glue on a button. Glue the ends of the ribbon together if you want, so they stay hidden in the folds. I glued hair clips to the back so the girls can wear them in their hair.<br />
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These look a little like a ribbon you would win at the fair, without the tails, so it seems a look more suited to a kid. I'll have to try lace and see what it looks like though. Or maybe thinner ribbon would make a cute smaller flower.<br />
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***I got the idea to do this gathering technique from a little kit I bought at the local quilt store, Quilter's Haven. You can make a cute flower out of gathered <i>jelly roll fabric</i> (that's a piece of fabric 2 and 1/2 inches wide, 45 inches long, cut with pinking shears, often they come ready cut in coordinating colors, rolled up at the fabric store). You take a half jelly roll strip (22 1/2 inches or so) then fold it in half lengthwise, so it's long and skinny. Sew a running stitch along the folded edge, pull tight, tie a knot and glue on a button to cover the gathered center.<br />
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Sarah convinces me to go to Arctic Circle for lunch. Then I won't have to make it right? All the high schoolers come streaming in just as we arrive. great. Ben SCREAMS and CRIES and YELLS the entire time, wants to be held, wants to see the tractor next door, won't eat anything, throws food all over the floor and fights Sarah for her lemonade. Lizzy crumples and licks a paper hamburger wrapper. We did NOT go back for courtesy cones.<br />
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<i>When I get home I realize "The Secret of Pirate Island" didn't make it into its dvd case, which means I will drive down to the video store again today to return it before 7pm. I will not be bringing the kids. But such is a moment among many.</i>Leannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11445764359050585851noreply@blogger.com0