She’s got a bone to pick with pregnancy.

Now that the cat is out of the bag, we can finally talk about all this pregnancy nonsense! I’ll apologize in advance to the male readers…but I’m thinking you’ll probably find some of this information useful in the future, and if not, well then just keep it in your pocket as a cautionary tale!

WTF people? How on earth are so many women pregnant? I don’t think I’ve really ever paid attention before to pregnancy, frankly it never interested me. So it seemed like all of the sudden I joined a club of clichés and romantic comedies. And this one thought has echoed over and over, as catchy as the Thong Song and even more repetitive: “HOW DO PEOPLE DO THIS MULTIPLE TIMES?!” And not only are they pregnant multiple times, they do it voluntarily. AND they do it while taking care of other children. HOW? WHY? It all seems so cruel.

Those little babies must really be worth it! Now don’t get me wrong, my first trimester was bad, no fun, yucky, awful, but it was nowhere near as bad as it could have been or as I have discovered other women’s can be. I wasn’t hospitalized because I couldn’t keep food down, in fact it all stayed down no matter how badly I prayed for it to come up (yes I’m serious I prayed multiple times to chuck), and now that I’m almost 15 weeks it’s I’m starting to feel A LOT better. I never had to vomit (or worse) publically and I’ve only passed out once (so far). Some women feel sick the whole time! They deserve medals.

Also while I’m ranting, I think it’s important I publically address the misnomer “Morning Sickness.” Eric was sincerely confused when I felt as if I was going to hurl from the moment I woke up until the second I went to bed. And sometimes in the middle of the night. And not only do you feel sick, you feel like a lazy slob because the only thing you have enough energy to do is push the “next” button on your Netflix screen so another episode of Friday Night Lights plays. (I LOVE YOU TIM RIGGINS!)

Add all of this to the fact that some women are able to keep all this DRAMA to themselves for the first 12+ weeks, and pregnancy just continues to BOGGLE the mind. How can you feel like that, at work, at the (GAG) supermarket, when out with friends, with family, and NOT tell them about it? But I think the ability to NOT tell people things will always to elude me no matter what the circumstances.

Anyway. Like I said. I’m feeling so much better. I can open my refrigerator without wanting to cry, eat something other than Gyros and fast food, and I don’t even have to take afternoon naps anymore. But I just want to give a GREAT BIG shout out to all you moms. You astound me. And also, almost none of you blog about the negative parts. Don’t worry, I’ll do it for you so no one else is fooled!

However, other than all of the physical maladies, mentally and emotionally all those hormones must have evened me out. I think (others might disagree) that I’ve been a very reasonable pregnant lady. And I only recall one freak out, when my sister told me I was, “overreacting” to a certain situation. And as we all know, the worst thing you can say to someone who IS overreacting, is that they are overreacting.

Anyway. I have so much more to say on the matter. And it probably all falls into the mushy miracle of life category. And I’ll try to spare you. But it’s my blog and it’s your fault for reading.

Also, thank you so much for all the sweet words and congratulations. I’d write more, like how each and every comment meant so much to me, but if I do I’ll start crying.

But. I love you all. I’m so horribly happy that I if I pause too long to reflect I’ll just melt into a puddle. Life man, it’s CRAZY! Now I’m going to listen to Usher’s new song OMG, because obviously the baby will have to take after its mother in the dirty dancing skills department.



The Tiny Bunny Finger Puppet Tutorial

Hello! This is a step-by-step tutorial to make a Tiny Bunny Finger Puppet! This is what your completed bunny could look like! Awesome book picture by Heather.

tiny finger bunnies (5)






Materials needed for one finger puppet:

- ONE 5×4” piece of felt in your color choice
- ONE 2×2.5” piece of white felt
- ONE 5mm black pom pom
- ONE 1/2” white pom pom
- white embroidery thread (I use perle #8)
- black embroidery thread
- sewing machine or hot glue gun


I made all of my bunnies using my sewing machine and hand stitching. However, if you don’t have a machine or are afraid of needles…the whole bunny could be assembled with a hot glue gun.

Step 1 Cut out your pieces!

Download and print the Hoppy Easter Finger Puppet template. Cut out the pattern pieces. Next, pin the pattern pieces to the colored felt and cut 2 bodies and 2 ears. You’ll also cut 2 ears from the white felt.



Step 2 Make the bunny’s face

Attach the black pom pom to the front body piece using black embroidery thread. I did this by making one stitch through the center of the pom pom. You could also attach the nose with a hot glue gun, though it might not be as secure. Next, make your bunny’s eyes. I used my black embroidery thread and made two French knots (one for each eye). Alternately, you could make two small x’s. You will add the whiskers later!


Here’s a French Knot refresher in pictures, but if you’re new to them (these can be tricky) go here: QUICK FRENCH KNOT TUTORIAL





Step 3 Attach the bunny’s tail


Attach the bunny’s tail to the back body piece by making a stitch through the white pom pom with the white embroidery floss. Again, a hot glue gun would also work. But I might not trust it in a baby’s mouth!


Step 4 Make those floppy ears!

Place one white ear on top of one colored ear. Sew the two ear pieces together carefully and slowly with a 1/8” seam allowance—backstitching at each end. Repeat this for the second ear.



*These ears are tiny and can be tricky to sew! I found it helpful once I reached the tip of the ear to put my needle in the down position, lift my foot (see above) and then rotate the ear little by little to maneuver the curve. Make sure to lower your foot again before each stitch! The bottom of the ear gets tucked in side the bunny so don’t get stressed out about that. But if they are really giving you a hard time bust out that glue gun!

Step 5 Make the bunny’s body!

Sandwich the ears between the front and back body pieces WRONG sides together. The whites of the ears should face the front. Wiggle the ears around until you like the positioning, and then pin them in place. This should secure all three pieces (the ear and both body pieces) together.


Next determine how big you’d like the finger opening to be! Will these be for tiny fingers, big fingers, or both? Place the finger (or something similar in size) on the bottom of the bunny and mark on either side of it generously (so the circumference of the finger will fit) with a fabric marker or pins.

Sew the front and back pieces together with a 1/8” seam allowance—starting and stopping where indicated by markings you made around the finger. Make sure to backstitch at each end and take out the pins! You’ll also want to make sure your tail is facing you as you sew. Again, this is intricate sewing, so you could hand stitch it, or use the glue gun. But keep in mind, you can trim off whatever you screw up!


Step 6 Add the whiskers


Cut two 3” pieces of white embroidery floss. Make the first set of whiskers by looping one piece of floss around the bottom of the nose and tying a knot snug against the base of the top of the pom pom. Loop the second piece of floss around the TOP of the nose and knot it snug against the base of the bottom of the pom pom. Trim the whiskers to your desired length!

Your finger puppet is now complete! Don’t forget to share your pictures here!


Enjoy some intimate moments together.



p.s. If you’re looking for something more substantial for your Easter basket the Peek-a-boo Bunny Pattern in my shop is a PDF that I email to you! It’s a super quick project and you could make a bunch in time for Easter!

The Peek-a-boo Bunny!


Hoppy Easter from The Little Tiny!

She has an announcement.

This also counts as, what I think is, a VERY good excuse for my lack of posting.

That’s right. I’ve got a bun in the oven! This is longest cake I’ve ever baked! I’m 13 weeks along.

We’re pretty excited. And so is the new Greek place in Provo. Where I now spend a majority of my time.


The Birds

She’s a crook.

So, I knew that we didn’t pay for the cable that we received at our home, but I never really took the time to think about where that wonderful free cable was coming from. And it didn’t occur to me that if we weren’t paying for it…that meant we were stealing it. Hey, I think cable, like Internet, should be free.

I consider not thinking too hard about fairly obvious things as one of the upsides to having a brain like mine. Yes, I might not be able to sleep at night because I’m busy obsessing over the best way to construct an Easter craft or build a terrarium…but I won’t blink twice when it comes to logistics or mechanics.

Apparently one of Eric’s old roommates, back from when our house was filled with stinky boys, had run some wires out to wherever the cable lines were, and we’ve been stealing from the cable company ever since. Lots of the guys who lived there used to install Dish Network, so they were familiar with all that jazz.

Anyway. I’m not a huge TV person. I can’t be, because I’m too easily entertained and too easily addicted to anything I set my mind to. But, I do like my Food Network and, as we all know I LOVE ME SOME America’s Next Top Model.

So I come home on Wednesday, thrilled that it’s time for ANTM, and I turn on the TV. But do I see Tyra and a slew of skinny little model-wannabes? NO! I only see blue. I looked behind the TV and turned it on and off a few times before deciding being married to a handy man like Eric means I don’t have to do crap like that. So then I sat down and waited for him.

Once he got home I asked him to check it out.

And sure enough not only had our cable, that used to rain like manna from heaven, been disconnected, it had been CUT. SNIP SNIP.


I was devastated. And to make matters worse, no one around me has cable either. WHAT’S THE DEAL?

Some might say, “Just watch it online.” But I can’t watch it online, because you can only watch it on CW’s page, and it really really sucks and skips, and pauses and it’s full of the same ad over and OVER. And if I have to watch one more ad for Cervical Cancer I’m going to remove my own cevix with my bare hands. Yeah, I’m that annoyed with them. I don’t mean to be insensitive to the problem, I’ve written an awareness campaign. I know it’s serious. I just can’t watch the same asinine commercial ad infinitum.

Anyway. I think cable might be like a dishwasher. It’s one of those things that you’re fine if you don’t have, but once you do have it, you realize how much more fun life can be.

So now I can’t decide what to do. I’ve narrowed it down to two options.

1. Just get over it and never find out who will be America’s Next Top Model, Chopped Champion, or Project Runway Star…


2. Not only get cable but get a damn DVR as well.

I think I’m pretty productive. And I don’t totally think television is a good thing. But at the same time…I think Tim Gunn is a wonderful thing. So it’s hard to reconcile that.

I feel like everyone I ask about this doesn’t have cable. And I feel like that’s not normal. So cast your cable vote now…or forever hold your peace.

Until then I will continue checking the CW website for the new episode of ANTM…scalpel in hand.



She’s been married for 2 years today

To this guy…

Lover of ponies and all that’s good in the world.

I’ve said this before, but I’m pretty impressed with myself for my incredible decision to marry this man. Sometimes I just sit and think about how wonderful he is and then I pat myself on the back for being so smart.

If you’re married, I hope your spouse is as wonderful as mine. And if you’re still looking for that special lover…here’s some advice. Which I only feel qualified to give because I found myself such a winner.

Yes, sexiness matters (I mean look at my sexy lumberjack), and yes common interest are nice, knowing that they work hard and can hold a job…yes that can be important too.

But I’ve found that more than anything what matters most is how they treat you. How loving they are. I married the nicest, sweetest, most tender man in the world, who not only treats me like a Princess, but also doesn’t walk out of the house when I act like one. Go for the nice ones, the dear ones, the precious ones. And life will be that much easier. Also go for the ones who bring those traits out in you. And you’ll find yourself turning into a better person because of the one you love.

Then we’ll all just be spreading that much more love in the world. And that’s a beautiful thing.

I love you Eric. You are my everything. Here’s to 2,000 more.



Keep it crafty, Keep it sassy.