Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
I finally did it! After many urgings from internet-land, I have completed my first print at home pattern, The Little Mod Dress.
The process was completely foreign to me, and was definitely an amazing learning experience. Who knew how long it took to write instructions?! But now that I've done it, perhaps it's time for a tutorial or two here on the ol' blog.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
So, I have another creation in the works. Ever since Far, Far Away arrived at our house, it has been the topic of conversation among the little girls. After finishing Apple's princess and the pea dress, she almost immediately started asking for something with the pink frogs. And Piper slooowly draws the green unicorns off the shelf, oh-so-delicately, wraps herself up in it, and twirls around crying "wheeeee! preeeeetty!"
I searched through my stash for the perfect compimentary fabric to the green unicorns, and the task proved much trickier than I originally thought. Finally, I decided upon a green and blue floral from Jackie Shapiro's (now discontinued) Botanical Pop, one of my all-tiime favorite lines.
I can't wait to finish this creation and see it on! I already have plans for something similar for the shop, and possibly even in other colorways. Stay tuned.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
After hours of recovering photos and files from my old hard drive, I also found some old photos of my father-in-laws from when my husband was a boy. I just looove pictures of him from his childhood, and that mischievous twinkle that permanently resided in his eye!
I really love this shot taken in Honolulu, I believe in either '76 or '77. Richard's legs and socks slay me. (Although the legs still look pretty much the same, darn him.) And look how stylish my mother-in-law was (is.) Love her round-yoke dress, just the picture of 70's glamour. Tres chic!
Monday, June 1, 2009
Inspired by my birdie girl, who especially loves ducks. I knew as soon as I saw this wonderful fabric by Lizzy House that a dress needed to be made. It'll be in the shop this evening.
Friday, May 29, 2009
In honor of Teacher Appreciation Week, the girls and I whipped up a couple of drawstring bags, one for each of Rye's teachers. I was inspired by the bags in Heather Ross' Weekend Sewing, although I did not use the pattern in the book, rather I just cut a couple of rectangles and sewed my own little version together.
Since I only had about an hour parts of the bag turned out a little bit wonky, but perhaps that just adds to it's charm. At least that's what I'm telling myself today.
We stuffed them full of homemade cookies, and notes and drawings from the children, and presented them along with some flowers from the garden. All in all, I think it turned out pretty well. In fact, I'm thinking of sewing up some more little bags just to keep on hand to use for last minute gifts. I always have the intention of giving handmade, but sometimes I just don't have the time. This way, I can still give a little handmade and tuck a store bought item or some yummy baked something inside and voila.
By the way, this was my first time using Heat 'n Bond to applique the initial onto the bag... can I just say I love that stuff? It made the letter look so crisp and neat! I definitely see more applique-ing (is that a word?) in my near future.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
" "Death by hyperthermia" is the official designation. When it happens to young children, the facts are often the same: An otherwise loving and attentive parent one day gets busy, or distracted, or upset, or confused by a change in his or her daily routine, and just... forgets a child is in the car. It happens that way somewhere in the United States 15 to 25 times a year, parceled out through the spring, summer and early fall. The season is almost upon us.
Two decades ago, this was relatively rare. But in the early 1990s, car-safety experts declared that passenger-side front airbags could kill children, and they recommended that child seats be moved to the back of the car; then, for even more safety for the very young, that the baby seats be pivoted to face the rear. If few foresaw the tragic consequence of the lessened visibility of the child . . . well, who can blame them? What kind of person forgets a baby?" ~ The Washington Post, 2009
What kind of person forgets a baby? A person like me. A person like any one of us.
I've heard of these tragedies where parents have accidentally forgotten their children in cars, with horrendous outcomes, but I must admit, there was always a small, tiny portion in the back of my brain protesting: "But I'm a good mother! How can anyone really ever forget about their child?"
Today I found out.
Today was a day like every other school day. I gathered the girls and Jack, and we drove to pick up Rye at kindergarten by 1:30. We were actually running a few minutes late, because Piper was tired and fighting me the whole way. We got Rye, and I noticed Piper was almost asleep, but probably needed a few more minutes so I decided to drive through and get an iced tea and go home. By the time we reached home, both girls and Jack were asleep. The outside temperature felt like mid-80s.
It's not uncommon for some or all of the kids to be asleep when we get home. I usually take them into the house one by one. I got Rye settled inside the house, went back for Apple, who was awake, got her settled inside, and went back for Piper. I knew Piper was exhausted, and that she'd stay asleep, so I immediately took her to her room and put her to bed, and then started helping the older kids get a drink and a snack. I got myself a snack. I started listening to Rye's funny school stories from today. And then I looked around.
It just hit me. Where is Jack?
Immediately, I ran out to the car parked in the driveway. It had already been probably somewhere between 15-20 minutes that we had been home. I have never been more scared.
Jack is okay now. He's safely sleeping and has probably forgotten the whole incident. But I will never forget. I will never forget his red, sweaty face and body, and his almost resigned moans. I can't help but wonder what could have happened if he'd stayed in that car for even 10 more minutes.
There are many articles on the subject, but the reason I like this Washington Post article in particular is that it really shares with us that this is a phenomenom that really can, truly, happen to anyone.
I am taking what happened today to be a wonderful gift, a lesson, urging me and my very busy brood to slow down. I am hoping you will all think about my story, and the infinitely more tragic stories of those who have lost children, as you buckle up your little ones this summer.
Friday, May 22, 2009
A few of you have noticed the new "Shop Whole Grain Baby" icon in the sidebar to the left, and have probably been wondering if I am (redundantly) linking to my etsy shop.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Hope everyone had a wonderful (and relaxing!) Mother's Day! We spent the weekend in a little cabin in the Yosemite Mountains, and I can't think of a better way to celebrate this special day than to sit on a porch all day and watch my little ones come and go.
We had grand plans of hiking the falls, exploring the meadows, and sniffing out animal trails, but most of the plans were vetoed (by the smaller Jensens) and we mainly stayed close to "home" this year.
There were creations to be built.
There were stories to be read.
There were quality outings with Grandma.
There were games to be played.
There were sights to be seen.
There were babes to be snuggled.
Happy Mother's Day to all.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
I repurposed an old tote bag that I made for Rye a year or so ago, and he never really got into using it. The bag was made with three quarter yards of coordinating prints on each side, so the middle seams of my pants were already sewn together, I just had to cut the right amount for the trim, and I chose to alternate the prints (so the trim on the front is opposite the back, and right opposite the left) because I do love any sort of pant that reminds me of clown pants. Yes, I do. Everyone needs at least one pair of busy pants, right? I may tone it down a bit on the next go around, though.
And look what else is new here! Front teeth! Yep, the little guy now has top and bottom chompers. He's had an awful time teething, probably more so than any of my others, and could probably use a lesson or two on the things we bite and the things we don't.... but like most milestones, I'm sure it's a much bigger deal to me than to him. No more toothless grins, another of the newborn characteristics that I see fading every day. Luckily my boy seems to be in no great hurry to grow up (or even sit up) and that is perfectly all right with me.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
It was so much fun to see this fabric take life, and I love the drape of the double gauze. So fun, especially if you have a girl who loves to twirl.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Apple's other special request, a yellow dress with a "touch" of pink and red. She loooves how this dress turned out, and even slept in it yesterday. I, on the otherhand, had a different idea I guess, because I wasn't thrilled with the dress. I like it, but somehow the end product isn't quite in alignment with my vision, although I have yet to figure out where I went wrong. Oh well, she likes it, and in fact is already putting her order in for her birthday dress when it's her "five birthday".
Rye worked forever on such a special card for his sister, complete with all of the things she loves: piggies, flamingoes, apples, hearts, flowers, balloons, sunshine, and cake. I am loving that the children are getting old enough to make and plan and surprise each other. Probably my best memories of this birthday was all of the "hush hush", planning, surprising, and thought that went into it, especially by Rye and Piper.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Last night we stayed up sooooo late (like, 9 pm! hey, that's late for my sleepy kids) finishing Apple's special cake. She's been asking for this cake for about 6 months, for her birthday. A chocolate cake with a very yellow frosting.
So Richard, Master Cake Baker, planned, purchased, and baked with the littles til the wee hours. After a whole evening's excitement and looking forward to her Birthday Dinner, Apple eagerly dove into her yellow-and-chocolate concoction. And hated it.
I had a feeling she would, as she gets older I can't help but notice how similar we are, even down to our tastes in food.
Anyway, Happy Happy Birthday to my Apple girl. Because, you know her feet touch the ground now when she's sitting at the picnic table. And to her that means four.
More birthday goodness to come... later. Must nap now.