I made these burp cloths for the newest kid on the block this morning. They are made with a layer of brushed chenille to soak up drool/spew and a layer of cotton fabric for a bit of style.
The chenille is super soft and would make a nice little cloth to sit under baby’s head so that you don’t have to change blankets/sheets so often when they spew and make everything wet. Also just the right size to sit on your shoulder to protect your clothing. And here is the little pixie herself…Lacey Jane – born to Brett and Kayla on Sunday morning. She is 2 days old here and is practically the cutest baby I have ever seen.
It was a good day because the kiddies and I slept in until 8:15am instead of their usual 7:00am. That is enough to make the whole day absolutely wonderfully fantastic!
There were 2 ripe, juicy plums for breakfast.
The post man came and in the letterbox he left my complimentary issue of Homespun magazine with my Prairie Satchel project in print! And to top it off…my bag made it on the front cover! Then there was a decent slice of raspberry and white chocolate cheesecake for morning tea whilst I flicked through the mag. Definitely an issue worth purchasing if you are craft-inclined. Homespun seem to be turning a new leaf and have adopted a young, fresh and funky approach…I like it. The bathroom and toilet were cleaned and fresh sheets were put on the bed – it is always a good day when your bed has fresh sheets.
Lots of thoughtful phone calls, emails, facebook messages and text messages from friends and family to wish me a happy day.
It was a good day because even though I did the grocery shopping with the two kidlets in tow (one of my least enjoyable jobs to do when I have company) we did manage to get my favourite car spot in the car park – close to the entrance and not on the hill. Then Oscar and Lil were splendidly behaved throughout the whole shopping experience with Lil only cracking it in the second last aisle instead of the second! And to make a not so good job a little more manageable I treated myself to an easter bunny easter egg because it is a good thing when you can start to eat easter chocolates 2 months before easter. Then special birthday flowers arrived at my doorstep from my very thoughtful husband. The good day got better when Jaron came home from work 1 hour early and we decided to go out for dinner at the park and let the kids run wild while we ate out of cardboard boxes and then came home to a clean house with no dinner dishes to worry about!
If I could have just one more day with you, this is what I would do…
I would knock on your door and let myself in as you are calling out, “I’m in the garden!” and you would be happy to have visitor pop in unexpectedly.
I would sit with you one last time as you show me your photo albums (for the 50th time), and listen as you tell me who everyone is and how they have been a part of your life.
I would follow you around your garden, admiring your talents – tasting the first green bean of the season, ooh and aah over the dahlias in bloom, and help myself to a few handfuls of raspberries and strawberries while you wash a bag full of freshly picked carrots for me to take home. Your garden is your pride and joy.I would cringe as you get the lolly jar down from the top of the fridge and give Oscar and Lil an old marshmallow each – hardened and chewy from sitting there for so long.
I would ask you to teach me how to cook your cream puffs, sponge cake, meringues and jelly bags…Dad has been asking me to get the recipe from you for months…and I haven’t. And now it is too late.
I would teach you, once again, how to work your CD player and then write the instructions down for you so that you can do it for yourself when you are alone. And then you would tell me that it is too confusing and you probably won’t be able to work it out, but could I put some music on for you anyway and make the CD repeat itself so that you don’t have to worry about it later.
I would use your talc-powder smelling bathroom and laugh to myself as I go to the sink to wash my hands and see the basket full of 30-something different shades of lipstick to match every outfit you have.
I would ask you if you have any sponge cake in the fridge, and of course you do. And I would cut myself a big piece and you would sit at the table with me and have a little piece because you have diabeties and probably shouldn’t be having any at all! I would listen as you tell me about your most recent health ailments and complain about your hands…weathered and scarred with sun spots, scratches and cuts and you would remember when they were once young and fair.
I would take a look at your newest clothing purchases. Fuscia-coloured blouses and turquoise slacks.
I would ask you to tell me about when you and Pop first met, about your wedding day, and what it was like being a mother back then. Then we would compare it to what life is like now and realise that some things are better and some aren’t. I would smile as you offer me the latest copy of “Women’s Weekly” magazine after you have teared out the “Gardening by the Moon” page because you swear by gardening by the moon.
I wish there were just one more day to spend with you in your home Nan. Instead I am sitting by your hospital bed and it is quiet. It is hard to talk to someone who doesn’t talk back. I watch your eyes dart furiously around your head, knowing that you are desperately wanting to tell me so much. Are you cold? Tired? Scared? You can only squeeze my hand weakly and look into my eyes.
Your life has been full and rich Nan. What a wonderful family you have produced and an amazing example you are to us. I will always want one more day with you.
This is our favourite summer pasta salad…fresh, quick to throw together and very tasty!
Tomato, Bocconcini and Basil Pasta Salad 1 bag pasta 5-6 ripe tomatoes 1 bunch basil 1 tub bocconcini cheese olive oil salt and pepper
Cook pasta until soft. While pasta is cooking, cut tomato into cubes, slice basil and cheese. Place in large bowl. Add hot, drained pasta to tomatoes, basil and cheese. Toss. Drizzle with a little olive oil and season with salt and pepper.
They are made with a layer of brushed chenille to soak up drool/spew and a layer of cotton fabric for a bit of style.
And here is the little pixie herself…Lacey Jane – born to Brett and Kayla on Sunday morning. She is 2 days old here and is practically the cutest baby I have ever seen.
