Posts Tagged ‘Baby’

Exploit a little thigh.

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I made this little number for a friend’s baby shower. I really hope that her baby will have chubby little thighs. MMmm. Nothing like a little baby thigh.

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Check out Brooklyn Bean’s machine smocked dress tutorial to make your very own spring/summer smocked dress. The bloomers are my own design and incredibly easy to make [tutorial coming soon].

It’s just a one-time thing. BLERG.

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The first night on Christmas vacation, sister-in-law, Brooke had Penelope dialed in. The whole week we were there they were two peas in a pod. Thankfully, I was lucky enough to have the camera rolling for Penelope’s laugh attack.

Contagious, isn’t it? My cheeks hurt terribly from smiling and laughing while editing the video. Maybe I should just play this thing every time Penelope gets on my nerves? Also, we can’t seem to replicate this level of laughter even though we try and try. Brooke, can you teach us your secrets?!?

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I just wanted to announce that Penelope is now 9 months old. Here are her milestones, Penelope can:

  • Pull herself to stand
  • Bounce really high in her bouncy swing
  • Say ma ma and da da and boo and ga
  • gurgle
  • blow raspberries
  • occasionally wave
  • maintain a completely straight face while complete strangers try to make her smile [and go to great efforts to do so]
  • eat all solid food in sight pretty much without a bib
  • call family members from my cell phone
  • cry and throw a whirlwind of a temper tantrum [wonder where she gets that from?]

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Penelope’s doctor’s visit went really well on Friday. She’s growing spectacularly. Here are her stats:

  • Height: 85th percentile [up from 73% ]
  • Weight: 83rd percentile [down from 90% ]
  • Head: 99th percentile [up from 95%]

While we’ve had a rough couple of weeks [it wasn’t all bad], she still is my favorite. Chris’s favorite, too. I love you Nells Bells.

Handmade Bouncing Baby Swing

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I remember being incredibly jealous of my younger sister [4 years younger than me] while she bounced up and down in her bouncy swing. I’m sure I had my turn when I was a baby, but I don’t remember that far back. I didn’t really think of buying one for Penelope and never would’ve thought about making one, until I saw the most amazing felt swing at Apartment Therapy.

Fortunately for me, Enfant Terrible‘s shop featured the swing with loads of photos [that have since been removed], allowing me to figure out how the thing was made. AWESOME. What better time to make it than for Christmas?

This is the second time I’ve made some sort of furniture for my child, and hopefully won’t be making the same mistakes as last time. Rest peacefully knowing that I love Penelope and would never put her in harm’s way. For my baby’s safety I used:

  • 4 ounce shoulder leather instead of felt [stronger and doesn’t stretch much]
  • natural leather, no dyes or bleaches
  • doubled up artificial sinew for strong seams
  • 4 bungee cords that can hold up to 50 lbs of tension each [I know Penelope’s a big girl, but not that big] although they might look like they’re going to fall out in the picture, but they’re actually really hard to get in and out of the eyelets
  • circular wall hooks that can hold up to 2300 lbs of pressure each, bolted into the studs of our door jam

We’ve had the swing up for about 3 weeks now, and it’s been a wonderful success!! Everything is strong and holds in place, and Penelope has such a great time bouncing away to music in it. It’s really cute to watch.

I think when she gets bigger, and we actually have a yard [that might be never] I’d take out the bungees and put rope through the holes and attach it to a tree. Wouldn’t that be sweet?

Note: I can not be held responsible for those that might try this at home.

Million Formula Cans Pt. II

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It’s a good think that Penelope drinks so much, otherwise I wouldn’t have anything to put Christmas presents in. Now I’m thinking, what am I going to do when she grows out of formula? Maybe I’ll just have to buy formula just for the cans. Or beg neighbors that have little ones for their leftover cans. I love those things.

This year I made marshmallows, caramels, chocolate-dipped meringue cookies. I feel a little guilty that I’m contributing to the annual sugar-induced coma. Oh well. At least they’re tasty.

No Deadline, No Motivation

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I have to have deadlines, ‘assignments’ if you will, in order to get things done. I learned this after we moved here. I didn’t have friends, family, school, job or kids to keep me occupied. You’d think I’d spend all that time working on my art, arts & crafts projects, cooking nice meals, etc. Oh no. I slept for almost 6 months straight.

Which means, if I don’t make it to a baby shower, bridal shower or any sort of gift-giving event, I have ZERO motivation to work on a present. Translation: I missed a friend’s baby shower in August. I just finished making the gift and gave it to her on Saturday. I’m such a dork.

My friend’s little boy is 4 months old, and catching up to Penelope quickly, so I made a Kimono that fits Penelope, and maybe baby Will will be able to wear the fuzzy sweater more than once before he’s too big. I like how it turned out. The fleece made the project easy for finishing, and great for this kind of wet-cold weather we’ve been having recently.

Want to make your own? HERE’S THE TUTORIAL. It’s fabulous.

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