Amberism

Happy Halloween!!

man, I can't sew

My bibs? Didn't fair so well in the wash. Or rather, my sewing didn't fair so well. A lot of the binding frayed. And a lot of my admittedly crap velcro came off, but it was that self-adhesive stuff. I couldn't find any velcro you just sew on, and you can't sew threw the damn adhesive. And I made a cute little crown for a friend's little girl and a. forgot to take a picture and 2. its too small. I can't win.

Its a learning process anyway. Maybe, someday, I'll be able to sew something.

The Sequel is starting that pre-movement thing you feel that is all butterflies in your belly and feels sorta creepy. Hopefully we get to full-on movement soon because I hate this quickening feeling.

In Callum news, he's a booger-making machine but pretty happy about it on the whole. He's so damn cute right now, I just love this age. I've always loved this age, so its not surprising I'm having so much fun with it. We went out last night to a Halloween Party (perhaps they'll be pictures but I take a horrific picture so I'm not making any promises) and he was an adorable spider. He even looked like a spider scooting all over the place.

Sick.

And so it spreads... first Steve, then the kidlet. I didn't sleep last night trying to keep Callum asleep so I'm pretty sure I'm next unless being pregnant makes my super immune system the most amazing immune system ever and I miraculously fight it off.

Need. Sleep.

We're skipping our playgroup today, though, because spreading the germs just seems rude.

Crafty and Thrifty. A Perfect Combination.

When Callum was wee I had bibs galore. Bibs are, I'm assuming, a fairly inexpensive shower gift. As Callum got older those first bibs just weren't going to cut it anymore. They were adorable but clearly intended for little, little guys. Once a kid really starts to eat you need a serious bib that actually covers up something more than the underside of their chin.

Turns out the big bibs aren't so cheap, which is why I'm guessing I didn't get any as shower gifts. I did, however, get a couple of great hand-me-down bibs from Michelle and both my Grandma and Uncle bought Callum a couple of big bibs. 5 bibs, however, doesn't get you very far until you have to do laundry and who wants to do laundry that often?

I was chatting with Grandma about the bib dilema and we both thought that you can probably make a bib pretty damn cheaply. I was in the local thrift store one afternoon and found this ridiculously cute shower curtain and thought "Hey! Cute Bibs!".

So $2 for the curtain and another $18 in binding and velcro I am now the proud owner of 21 bibs with pockets. It would have been 22 but the cat ate the tip of one.

Admittedly twenty-two bibs is a little excessive. When I started this project I had no idea how far a simple shower curtain could go. It can go a long, long way. I just loved the little creatures on it. So cute!

In the same realm of craftiness and thriftiness, some time ago I realized that I needed some face clothes for Callum in the kitchen. I have a huge stash of those little cotton clothes that you can buy everywhere, but we use those for diaper clean-ups so they really can't be used to wash his face. I have this huge stash of wool (most of it cheap and crappy) and happened to have a pile of handicraft cotton so a face cloths I did make. A happy little basket, in fact.

And just because I can't help myself, Callum's trick-or-treat bag (also made from thrift-store felt, and left over doo-dads I had around the house. See? Still thrifty!)

My Dog? AWESOME.

I am saddened that no one felt obligated to comment on the awesomeness that is my dog. People! My dog is so awesome that he jumped the queue to get a spot in the kennel. That's AWESOME.

Also, Calgarians, did you not catch on to the fact that if I need to put the dog in the kennel over Christmas then... I'll be elsewhere for Christmas... like, say, Calgary?

poo-ee on all of you. Poo-EE.

In other news, oh wait, I don't really have any other news. The Sequel appears to be doing well, with a heartbeat between 120-130 bpm and the appropriate growth. The best part, though, is that morning sickness is finally a thing of the past. Morning sickness can bite me, that's how I feel about it. And I wasn't even that sick, comparitively speaking. My first ultrasound will be November 5th at 19 weeks assuming nothing major happens between now and then. I'll keep you posted because I know you're just on the edge of your computer chair right now. Aren't you? Right?

Being nice really does get you stuff!

"Hi, I was wondering if you still had room over Christmas to book my dog into the kennel?"

"Nope, we're completely full. I can put you on the waiting list if you'd like."

"Yes, please. How long is the list?"

"You're about the sixth person. Call back every week, things change pretty regularly so you never know. Have you been here before?"

"Yup! Its for Vegas."

"Vegas! Oh, I just adore Vegas. Don't worry we'll figure something out, I always figure something out for my favorite pups."

An hour later, she called back and had him booked into the kennel over the holiday. I moved up pretty quick on that waiting list :).

I'm rethinking this country living crap.

We came home to no water. An empty tank that isn't being filled by the pump like it should be.

So, either the pump is broken, or the aquifer is empty. Very, very empty and that is very, very bad.

In other news, Happy Birthday Fearthainn!!

The fastest year of all time...

My little guy turned one on Tuesday. Can you believe it? Its been an entire year since he was born. It really feels like yesterday.

well, ok. Maybe not yesterday but certainly not a year ago! Its true what they say, children make time just whirl by.

He thoroughly enjoyed being a Birthday Boy, reveled in the attention and screeched gleefully with each new present that was opened. My girlfriend gave him a bag full of board books (like 20) and this was clearly 1-year old heaven. He stayed up late playing with his toys, flipping through his books and took off scooting when we tried to scooped him up for his bath and story. Clearly he didn't want his special night to end.

And cupcakes? A huge hit.

(unfortunately the digital camera bit the dust, again, so you'll have to wait for my film to be developed for birthday pics).