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GIVEAWAY: sweet whimsy designs’ Monogrammed Toddler Scarf

10 Dec

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I’ve taken some time off.  I’ve stopped knitting.  I’ve stopped creating.  My kids are well-taken care of, though, so that’s good.

Knitting became a newfound love in my life.  Piano was IT, forever and ever, and it still is, but I don’t have enough time to play.  When the children are napping (which, among all three of them, is pretty much all. day. long.), there is no chance to play the piano.  But, knitting, well…that’s a different story.

Knitting is quiet and peaceful.  Quaint and lovely.  Knitting can be creative.

I got a little creative LAST winter and came up with a design for a simple scarf for my then-one year-old:  Something he could tie and untie himself. (Let’s face it, toddlers LOVE their independence!) So, I figured out a way he could do that in a very easy fashion.  The scarf has a slit. Just slip one end through and VOILA!

The Toddler Scarf was born.

A sense of accomplishment and pride comes over your little love, as easy as that.  However, I thought it was a little “too” plain.  I thought a monogram would be nice.

The Monogrammed Toddler Scarf was born.

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In order to “launch” my product, I thought I’d share one with one of you kind readers!  I really don’t expect to start pumping these out until after the holidays, but the scarf would make such a nice Christmas present, yes?!

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And so begins my Tri-Giveaway extravaganza!  Stay tuned for a few more giveaways before Christmas.  Share with your friends and family, spread the word on Facebook, Twitter, & Pinterest.

Thank you, friends! Your support is always appreciated & never taken for granted.

Enjoy December and all the joy it brings!

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Word Of The Day: July 18, 2012

18 Jul

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A tidbit from our conversation at breakfast this morning:
Tavia: “Mommy, what’s your favorite animal?”

Mommy: “I like tigers. I think they’re amazing. Also monkeys. Oh, and dogs!”

Tavia: “Well you can only pick one. I like deer. Deer are my favorite animal.”

Mommy: “Oh, ok then. I guess monkeys.”

Tavia: “Marsden, what’s your favorite animal?”

Marsden: “OOBOTS!!!!”

Oobots, AKA Robots, are Marsden’s favorite thing in the world right now. He literaly wants to eat, sleep, & breathe robots. They even make it to the favorite animal category, they must be pretty darn awesome! Today’s word of the day month year is…

OOBOT!

Flashback Friday: Crafty Valentines

10 Feb

Originally posted February 8, 2011

It’s the time of the year to hibernate and snuggle up to the ones you love. Nothing beats hiding away from the wintery blah. Since Valentine’s Day is right around the corner, we’ve opted to send out some love to our family and friends. Our daughter decided she would make the list and she included all the tots in her life. Cousins, friends, friends’ siblings…she sure does know how to spread the love!

When I was young, my father loved to craft handmade Valentines for each of us. We were always so impressed with his sense of creativity (and always will be!). It is my duty to carry on this tradition. What fun it has been with a two year-old! Cardstock, a few stickers, some pom-poms, markers and of course classic doilies make for some beautifully nouveau valentines.  Enjoy!

Terrible Twosdays: Little Miss Sassypants

30 Aug

Terrible Twosdays are back, and with a vengeance!  I knew the day would come that the transition from two to three would reek havoc on our home in ways we never thought our little angel could.  ‘Tis here, ladies and gentlemen, and I don’t think they’re going anywhere.  The Terrible THREES have arrived a month or so early.  Are we prepared??!!

Sassypants is in the house!  Talking back, rolling eyes, attitude beyond recognition…our lovely, sweet, dainty little girl is now a sassy preschooler.  Where do they learn to talk back to their parents?  We certainly don’t talk to each other that way.  And I can’t believe this little tot knows how to roll her eyes!  She must have learned that from her father *rolls eyes*.

Lately, a simple “Ready for bed?” is cut of by “NOPE!  I’m not tired yet!” and then an unwillingness to go to bed, a usually hitch-less transition.  Mealtime is more like test time, where she’s pushing the buttons to see which ones work best.  ”I don’t like opameal (t’s term for oatmeal) anymore!”  Five minutes later, she’s spooning it down the hatch as if she’s never tasted anything so delicious.  Most nights this is how things go:   t:  “I’m hungry!  I’m thirsty!”  me:  “Dinner is ready.”  t:  “But I’m not hungry!!”  Little Miss Contradictory.  Ordering us around, “Walk in here *pointing* then stand here & pick this up!”.  Oh, and breaking the rules!!  Rules she knows well.  Pretty sure this is her thought process:  “When you said DON’T throw the ball in the house, what you really meant was DO throw the ball, right?”.  Not to mention scolding her little brother as if she’s the Queen of Hearts:  “I don’t THINK so, Marsden!  You stop that right now or you’re going to be in big trouble!”.  Well, at least I know where she gets that from…

Let me break it down for you.  Our daughter, lil’ t, was a VERY easy kid.  Easy newborn, easy infant, easy baby, easy toddler…WAIT…STOP RIGHT THERE!  I have to change “easy preschooler” to “preschooler with attitude”.  Overnight.

Ah but it’s not all bad.  She is learning like a thick sponge, taking everything in.  She learns with grace and simplicity.  She is an amazing tiny person.  The attitude that comes along with it is fine, as long as it’s respectful.  Sometimes it’s laughable.  The other day, she refused to hurry back to the car with us at a park right before it started sprinkling.  I told her it was going to rain.  Her response?  “No it’s not.”  I even pointed to the dark cloud looming over our heads.  She didn’t believe me.  Guess who got caught in the flash downpour, a sopping, sobbing mess?  She sat on her bike & wailed as I ran back to get her in the car.  One (small) lesson learned.

Testing, testing, testing.  I suppose with learning communication comes language testing.  She has to test the language along with her actions to see if it works.  I’ll go with that for the time being!  It will make our world a lot easier with that in mind :)

To all you other Moms & Dads out there going through the same thing…breathe.  The next thing you know, your 3 year-old will be 4 and we will be on to bigger & better feats.

 

Terrible Twosdays: Watch What You Say!

24 May

I’ve listened to other parents make the mistake.  I’ve watched them fumble with their words as they drop something on the floor by mistake. “OH SHIT!”

Here’s the problem:  your pint-sized sponge is watching.  And listening.  And soaking it all in.

Beware, new parents of toddlers.  They will hear you, and they will learn how to speak that word more clearly than any other in their limited vocabulary.  It probably will be uttered at the most inopportune time, probably in front of your most-feared crowd.  And it will probably be used in the proper context.

I don’t have the best mouth.  “Potty Mouth”, as my husband likes to call it, has been part of my vocabulary as long as I can remember.  I’m learning to replace my foul adjectives with those that are more appropriate and child-friendly.  It’s getting better.

We’ve replaced the inevitable “Oh Shit!” with “Oh Shoot!” and now, even “Oh Shux!”.  Our daughter chose the “s” word as her first (and hopefully only for a while) swear word.  She dropped a crayon on the floor & just said it.  Clear as day.  Absolutely correct circumstance.  I just muttered “Oh, we don’t say that word”.  She then followed up with “Ok.  I just say ‘Oh Shoot!’.”  My response: “Hmm, no, that’s not very nice either.”  “Oh.  Ok then.  I just say ‘Shhhh’!”  Can’t argue with that!

She is now the “Potty Mouth Police” for anyone who speaks profanely in her presence.  No one can “Oh My God!” or “Damnit!” in front of her, no way!  She will turn to them and ask, rather politely, “We don’t say that word.  We say ‘Oh my!’ or ‘Oopsy Daisy’!”  Hilarious.

I’m glad this is the worst it has been to date.  Oh, I know it will get worse, I know…I just hope I remember the story to tell when her first date picks her up or at her graduation party.  For now, it will look cute and read well in her baby book, alongside the other adorable toddler tales.  Thanks for the memories, little t.  I will be talking on eggshells for years to come…

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