Sewing Attempt

Anyone who knows me well knows that I'm not the most patient person in the world. I 110% blame this on my job. I have to be more than patient when dealing with young children all day, so I always feel like I deserve not to be patient in other aspects of my life...trust me, I already know how ridiculous that sounds. And trust me, God is always working on me and my patience.

All that to say, sewing takes patience. A lot of patience when you sew the way I do, which for the record is not very well. And if you know my mother you know how heart breaking this fact is for her. She is an amazing seamstress and has always wanted me to sew. I've sat down a few times and tried to learn, but honestly it's just all kind of technical boring to me and I have lost interest.

Then came Kaitlyn.

And my love for craft fairs and things like Holiday Magic at the Arlington Convention Center grew. I used to pass over all the baby booths without a care. Now I gawk and stare...and maybe sometimes drool. But then I'm slapped back into reality by the price tags on some of the things. Now, I'm not too proud to say that I've mentally copied a few things down in my brain and then asked my more than willing mother to make them. But I got to the point where I thought to myself, "It can't be that hard."

Shows what I know.

So I must have talked a good talk because Cody ended up buying me a sewing machine last Christmas. And it's taken me until now to actually do something for Kaitlyn that I haven't thrown away. So here you go. Don't expect much. All I've done is a beanbag K and a Christmas applique sweatshirt. Hey - we all have to start somewhere don't we??

Just don't look too close....

Etiquette

So one of the things I really want to teach Kaitlyn is etiquette.

What? She's two Heather - get a grip. I know that's what you're saying.

Trust me, I'm not pushing anything too hard right now, but I am going to start her young so that it's more of a habit than a chore. There is just something sad about the loss of it in today's culture.

Now, if you're a friend of mine and I have wronged you in the etiquette department I'm sorry. I try my hardest, but I know I'm not perfect.

But I am going to try harder with my daughter. I want her to be a proper lady. A proper classy lady. Laugh if you must, but I don't care. :) Emily Post would want to be my friend. So there.

So one of the things my mom instilled in me was writing thank you notes. So I decided to let K help me out a little with her thank you notes for her birthday party - to make them extra personal. I would tell her exactly who each card was for and she would "draw" on it and repeat the name...over and over...and then probably a few more times than you're thinking as well. As you can see she took her job very seriously.

Emily Post would love my daughter too.

Except for the fact that her party was more than a week ago and I won't get them in the mail until probably tomorrow. But that's my fault not K's. :)

My Little Family

Cody took this picture with his phone as we were walking into Best Buy back in July. I just love it. I found it on my computer and just had to post it.