A Creative Log & Other Notes on Life
From the monthly archives:
Our beautiful day of sledding started off with Todd scaring the bejeezus out of Pumpkin. Just picture a three year old sailing down a long icy hill on a bright green disc screaming at the top of her lungs the whole way. When we asked her if it was fun she said “yes.” When […]
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Baby Brother loved his first experience in the UT snow. Pumpkin taught him how to eat it and we tried not to think about what white snow looks like when it’s melted.
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The girls couldn’t wait to play in the snow here in UT. Princess immediately built herself a snowgirl complete with pine needle hair and an icicle nose.
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Princess had a Daddy-Daughter ski afternoon during which she finally graduated from magic carpets and tow ropes to an actual ski lift.
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In the family nativity reenactment, Pumpkin settled for a King because it’s “kind of like a princess”. And when you’re three years old, you can never go wrong with a purple sparkle cape.
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Once again, Pumpkin had to try out this gifts flyability. Inspired by something I once saw in this catalog. Dyeable silk scarf from Dharma Trading Co.
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This is my mom playing a cello. She used to play the cello, but sold it to help pay for her wedding 50+ years ago. I think she should take it up again.
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Pumpkin tries out the flyability of the calico superhero cape before gifting it. Superman on one side, Batman on the other. Hopefully the little boy recipient won’t be thrown by the tiny flower fabric.
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It feels good using up more of my thrifted sheet stash in my favorite shopping bag pattern.
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I’m notorious for not buying enough fabric for my projects. Thus, baby brother got a Chinese Take-out onesie and pants refashioned out of last year’s Christmas Jammies
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