Or perhaps not far enough!
Well Santa brought Eric and I a snazzy new camera. And this means exactly what you think it means…TONS OF PICTURES OF GIGI in 2011!
Tons of pictures of Ginger AND my craft projects. I warn you now because if you don’t think you can get into that, then you may want to exit the blog. And I’m not apologizing because now that I’m a SAHM, you know, a “stay-at-home-mom” I’m not apologizing for anything.
So first things first, let’s all just focus on how cute Ginger is. And more specifically how cute she is in her new sherpa vest that Santa brought her.
Sigh. So in love. Ginger’s not too bad either.
Moving on. I’ve turned into one of those crazy craft ladies who makes things for all her family and friends. Then those family and friends are expected to use/wear whatever I got the itch to make. This happened for Christmas in full force. If you are ever the victim/recipient of a crazy craft lady, please remember that we enjoy making these things. Just because we enjoyed making them, it doesn’t mean that you should feel obligated to wear/use whatever it was that we spent countless hours making for you. You didn’t ask us to do it, we did it of our own volition. There is no sarcasm in my voice. Seriously, it’s our own fault for wanting to be so crafty.
And if flashy sequined jewelry wasn’t bad enough, I also silk-screened pictures of my child’s face onto onesies, baby t-shirts, men’s shirts, and grandma bags. Yes, I also made the grandma bags. To top it off, I even made a little luggage tag that is attached inside of the grandma bag so the grandmas could store…you guessed it, even more pictures of my child. It was such a rush to finish these that I didn’t get too many good pictures. But here are a few.
And here is proud Uncle Kirk.
The shirts might have been a bit much…but Ginger insisted on them. And speaking of Ginger, isn’t it about time we saw a few more pictures of her? She has honestly like doubled in size in the last two weeks!
This picture features the cutest shirt EVER from Adrienne, the best elephant ever from Jessica, and a quilt made by my mother in law, Grandma Debbie. Who is possibly an even crazier craft lady than I am! But she does have a few years on me…
Well! That is all I will subject you to for now. Stay tuned for more of my thoughts on being a SAHM, Rachel Ray, and seasonal socks.
GIGI LOVES YOU,
MERRY FREAKING CHRISTMAS!
I know it’s been like a month since I posted last, I’m sure you were all counting. But that’s because I’ve just been SO busy acting on my Christmas spirit! So FA LA LA ON THAT! All I can say is that this house has been turned upside down with Christmas crafts galore. Obviously I can’t share them with you, because a lot of them are gifts.
But even though I usually don’t know what day of the week it is, let alone day of the month, and I don’t leave the house much other than to go to Joanns, I DO know that Christmas is right around the corner. And how can I be so sure?? MY ADVENT CALENDAR. Huge duh. My little tree is almost full! This is what I spent most of last Christmas making, and it brings me so much joy I thought I’d share it with you.
I didn’t have a pattern or anything, but I saw this one and loved it so much I wanted to make something similar. I’m not gonna lie, making 24 tiny ornaments out of felt, and embroidering 24 numbers, and stitching on 24 squares and so on and so forth, well it took A LOT OF TIME. But this time last year I was wanting a baby, and I kept getting misty eyed thinking of my children fighting over who got to put up which ornaments in some future December. Well, it made the whole thing worth it. I used really nice felt so it would last for years, and I did a lot of measuring to make sure it all would fit together.
I don’t know which little doodad is my favorite…do you?
I’m kind of a sucker for those little mittens. I won’t tell you what the last little ornament for the tree is…but here’s a hint.
Ginger doesn’t care about the calendar this year. But she is pretty enamored with these dorky little balls I decided to hang from the ceiling. All I did was wrap yarn around Styrofoam balls. She loves them so much you’d think it was the King of Spain up there! Here’s Dad posing with her in her Holiday outfit.
I hope your holiday season has been full of sugar cookies, cocoa, and Christmas balls. I love you all!
So I’m so ridiculously lucky to have such amazing and talented friends. I’m even luckier that one of them just moved into my neighborhood!
And I’m SO GLAD she did! Because not only did the pictures turn out wonderfully, but I certainly didn’t have my act together enough to try to coordinate a photo session without some serious help! How any new mom is on top of it enough to get pictures taken is BEYOND me. I’m calling these newborn pictures even though Ginger is technically around 4 weeks old. I mean, the girl was born 4 weeks early, so I think it’s pretty much sixes.
Anyway. If you’re in need of some pictures Heather is so, so, so amazing to work with. She doesn’t mind if you have to breastfeed before every shot so your child won’t be crying…and she’s full of fabulous ideas. She also got some shots of Ginger’s nursery that I’m sure one day I’ll be glad to have.
So without further ado…here are MORE PICTURES OF GINGER! It was hard, but I just narrowed it down to a few of my favorites.
I love that last shot, not because it’s full body 4 weeks post baby…but because I know it will be fun to remember the house she was a newborn in. As she was leaving we walked out to say goodbye, and Heather, genius that she is said, “Wait! I have to get this shot!”
She also took some of her nursery. I illustrated that Ginger bottle looking at some vintage spice bottles I have. And then I transferred it to cloth and embroidered it. I also made her bedding, her changing pad cover, and that little elephant. I always forget to take pictures of all the crap I make. So I’m glad Heather did!
Well it’s totally my birthday. Can you believe it, I’m 27. 27 sounds A LOT older than 26. 26 is like, “mid-twenties” but 27 is basically your “late twenties.” I might as well be 30. And if I’m 30 I might as well be dead. JUST KIDDING! I really don’t think 27 is that old. But I do feel like more of an adult. Especially because now I’m older than most of the biggest movie stars and players on the Jazz. And isn’t that the way we should all gauge our age?
I usually make a big deal out of my birthday. I love to throw myself a party and tell everyone exactly what I’d like. This way I’m never disappointed. I think birthdays are a big deal, but I also think you shouldn’t be a birthday martyr. If you want something or except something TELL PEOPLE. I think it’s so silly when wives get upset about what their husband didn’t do for a special occasion. God gave us better verbal skills for a reason! USE THEM!
But this year, as you may have noticed, I’ve been preoccupied with something more important than my birthday! So I’ve barely thought about it. But I’d figure I’d tell all of you on my blog so you can wish me a happy birthday. See, I’m practicing what I preach, I’m telling you exactly what will make me feel special.
Something else that made me feel special is Ginger’s first documented awake smile. It was pretty thrilling, and those of you who have tried know how hard it can be to get those first fleeting smiles on film. Yesterday Ginger gave me an early birthday gift with this!