Guitar Party

I found these pictures from a birthday I had for my nephew a year and some ago. Funny how 

we (being me) spend so much time planning a theme for a party and I barely remembered this. Life with littles!

Although, looking at the pictures made me smile. I suppose a sign of a successful party is when you can look at the pictures and remember it fondly.

 Actually, who cares about the party? Just give me a reason to decorate please and spend hours making homemade doo dads!

My nephew was just beginning guitar lessons and was really into it. I thought that the guitar theme seemed like a happy one and doable.

I cut out guitar shapes from cardboard and then attached boy looking fabric to the back. The table cloth ( yes, that wee little bit of fabric on the table because it can be expensive to buy a table cloth every party) packed a lot of punch.

My camellias were in bloom and looked so nice against the black and white chevron.

I hung more guitars from the ceiling but these were cut from brown craft paper. I do love a good cut out from cardboard but it ain't easy. So, I think I only did a couple.

I don't remember what we had for food but I do think I made a Lincoln Log Cake which is delish but it was quite a mess trying to roll it up. We also played guitar music to round out the theme.

( And yay for me, showing you the mess in my kitchen. This is actually somewhat clean! )

Baby Girl Nursery #3

My baby girl just turned 2!! Ahh, too quick. Here is her room I created for her back before she was born. Was that yesterday?

It's such a happy and delightful room. I often find other sisters playing in there or cousins who go to escape the "cheerful" screams.

I am so grateful to old friends and new who created pieces of art that are in my girls room. I am so blessed by others talents. It truly is special to receive a gift that has been handmade. I love every piece seen here.

My mom created this darling quilt for our gal. I love the colors. 

One of the beauty's of this room is the repurposing I did. The rug and rocker were the same from another room along with the curtains. I worked my new colors and fabrics around what I already owned. I created new cake paintings as well as a crib skirt. At the time when I painted the cakes, I was very pregnant and borderline diabetic. I missed my sweets! So I painted them instead.

I am not usually into gray but it is a nice moment in the room. The bumper and the crib skirt fabric carry the gray. The gray is a place to rest your eyes amidst all the pink. 

I especially like the armoire painted the same color as the walls. I have never done that one before but will do it in the future. I like to knit but there are rare opportunities to sport anything you knit in the north Florida weather. I knitted ( knit?) a small wool gray thingy to go over the back of the rocker. Its basically a doll size blanket but I wanted a little dollop of color there. 

This room was my oldest daughters before we turned it into my youngest daughters nursery. This room has worn many different hats. The dresser was here previously but I kept it in here and added the changing pad and box that all of them used that my husband made. The box is such a nice and functional piece. It has been painted twice with different shades of green. The bookcase I had high hopes for but this is the third child so that was the end of the story on making the bookcase look nice.

Oh! And she actually sleeps in here. The number one reason we have the room. 

She has been a terrible sleeper. I suppose the decor of the room didn't help with the sleeping but certainly helped Mama when I spent hours rocking her in it. I could have rocked myself up the eastern seaboard for the amount of rocking we did. But hallelujah, she is a much better sleeper now! 

However, as I type this, she will get up 49 times tonight...

Bird Feather Party

When my gal turned 6, she was into birds. She still is, it was a year ago. I find it helpful and oddly encouraging to see what I did for each girls birthday. Like- oh look, you did get dressed that day and bought her a present. And used to have time to make things that no one else cares about but me. 

As a girl in my Bible Study said last year ( we were studying Revelation)- " Forget the scrapbooks!!! We have more important things to worry about." Amen.

But back to me-

I made her a sash for her birthday. Its a tad busy but I do love my patterns. 

We had a get together with a few friends at a pottery place and then walked to a French Patisserie. It was so delightful.

But I couldn't make it that easy so we had a family birthday and she wanted the theme to be bird feathers. 

I cut out bird feathers from construction paper and sewed them together to create this small garland for our mantle. 

The table had craft store feathers, candles and small glittery birds along the middle. The chandelier had ric rac and ribbons. 

I created a large garland for the living room. 

This is a bird from the table. I added a little pizzazz by creating a party hat for the bird and attaching him to a glittery stand. I wanted him to be appropriately dressed for the party:) You can always take clothes off if you are overdressed but not add clothes ( because you left them at home.)

And a feather boa that I spent months picking up the feathers on the floor. 

Ta Da!

Yey-years

It has been yey-years( thats years in my familys southern accent ) since I have posted! Or maybe, just one year. 

I have been busy with little people and life. While my hands are busy stirring, holding, or picking up, my mind is free. Well, unless there is a little lady screaming or a pair or trio of them fighting. 

But! 

I have found that in this season of the last year of my life in child raising, The Lord is working on my heart and mind. I can't always pick up something to work with creatively, but I can work with words and thoughts about Our Great God. And what a powerful experience that has been. I was loathing not having the time to sew, paint, redo something, but I see now how He has been using this time to build me up. To stir a part of my character that needed stirring. 

He stirred, He didn't shake. He is gentle like that.

I love those unexpected gifts from above, small or large, tangible and intangible.