I made these little clothes bags on hangers out of scrap fabric. The words were stamped with a set of foam letters that had been bathtub toys.
This is our first week with the system and so far so good. We haven't fought about clothes once! On Sunday Biscuit fills each bag with a complete outfit (including socks!). It makes the mornings a tiny bit easier. Note: we are not morning people.
Thursday is my favorite, it's made with fabric that was part of a dyeing experiment ages ago. Happy Friday--hope you had a week free of arguments about socks!
I've been meaning to write an Oscar update for months. No time like the present to jot down random thoughts.
At his 15 month appointment he weighed in at 25 pounds (we knew he was finally gaining some serious weight). He's going on 12 teeth but it's hard to verify 'cause he bites. Hard. But I think all four molars have finally broken through.
He can be a picky eater. I don't think he'd eat a cooked carrot if his life depended on it but he loves to dip raw carrots in hummus and lick off the hummus. His favorite (healthy) food is probably cooked cauliflower. Strange, no? He also loves grapes and pretty much every other fruit. Not real big on bread/carbs and he no longer likes yogurt. Or meat. Basically he's a paleo-vegan eater (plus milk). He likes to feed himself but when he's done, watch out. He chucks it and he's got an arm. Our floors will never be clean again. He doesn't like sippy cups much but loves, loves, loves his bottles of milk and can serve himself water (messily) from a regular cup.
He's still not much for walking, he's got several strange non-walking modes of transport including walking on his knees, scooting on one knee, crawling, bear walking etc and if you hold even one hand he'll walk all over. He loves to push his shopping cart. Oh look, a very typical video, right down to the lack of pants or shoes.
He talks! Sort of! BaBa is his favorite word (bottle). Plus he's got DaDa, MaMa, Bah (ball), UhOh and Wow. Also Dat (that) and another Bah that I think is bird (or hey, look, something above my head that is just as likely to be an overhead light as a plane or bird).
He kisses perfect little puckered up smacks on the lips and he gives the best loves where he lays his head on your shoulder and wraps his arms around you and just melts into you. On the other hand he also slaps, hits and bites. Fickle child.
His favorite activity is definitely getting into things he shouldn't and taking them out of the place they belong. Got a shelf you need emptied? Call me. As for favorite activities of all time, close on the heels of wreaking havoc is playing in his sandbox, putting lids on containers, playing with his red ball, peek-a-boo and swinging.
I must admit, we love him, but this is kind of an obnoxious age. Lucky he's cute :)
Last Christmas Grammy gave Biscuit an American Girl doll. It's one of the dolls you order to look like the child. For a kid who couldn't care less about dolls for her first 5 years she's really liking playing with "American Lisa" no, wait, her name is "Irene Lisa" no, wait, we're just calling her "Lisa" now.
A few weeks ago, on a whim, I decided to make matching skirts for Biscuit and Lisa. They came out so cute! (thanks for the fabric, Lauren--I'm 99% sure it's from you) The fabric is a baby wale corduroy. Skirt has a simple elastic waist and bias binding at the bottom. 30 minute project, tops.
As soon as these were done we ran to the store and Biscuit picked out fabric and we made a set for my niece's 5th birthday (and her American Girl doll, too). In typical fashion I finished sewing it, threw it in a gift bag and walked out the door to the party five minutes later. Needless to say, no photographs.
Biscuit wore her skirt (and her favorite wedge heels ;) to my parents' house for the mega garage sale last weekend.
Made pretty good money to put toward Biscuit's room remodel (aka the project that is going to drag on f o r e v e r). Hopefully I'll be sharing before and after bedroom photos soon!
Are you in a late summer cooking rut? May I offer some recommendations based on my cooking for the past week? This is basically a list of links to Smitten Kitchen. What can I say? She's good!
Corn Tomato Pie--after a summer obsession with this last year I managed to forget about it till last week. It sounds gross, I know, but it is so. good.
Bacon Corn Hash--This doesn't sound great either but was delicious. I never harvested the potato crop (I burned out on the garden about the time the potatos died back. In July?) Anyway, Oscar and I weeded and harvested the other day and found a few potatoes the bugs had missed. So hash was made.
The hash was our dinner entree so I wanted to top it with a fried egg as suggested by Deb. But we were out of eggs. So I sent Biscuit out to the chicken coop with fingers crossed.
"No eggs," she told me upon returning empty handed.
"Bummer!" I said.
The hash was delish without fried eggs but when I mentioned the concept to Mr. H he was bummed about the lack of eggs. At some point, many hours later Biscuit piped up, "well, actually there were three eggs. But I hid them."
"Hid them?" I asked. "Where?"
"Well, I didn't hide them, I threw them at the fence. I really didn't want to eat fried eggs on my dinner."
My gosh I'm still laughing days later. She threw them. At the fence. To avoid eating them. I'm sure the chickens saw that and hate her a little bit right now.
To celebrate Labor Day I had a few friends over to try printing on fabric. We mostly used wooden blocks I purchased in India after touring an actual factory where men used the blocks to print textiles you can probably buy at Cost Plus.
We used techniques from the wonderful book Print Workshop.
I quickly gave up on block printing in favor of nature printing. Those hearts above are (black?) walnut shell halves I found in the backyard.
And I couldn't resist leaf printing. Again. With words. Oscar is our little love bug so I made a shirt for him but once the leaf was cut used it on a few onesies for gifts. FYI, the cut leaves only work well once or twice.
It's hard to photograph a shirt on a one-year-old. Kid may not walk much but he's quick!
