All Things Girly

Coral turned 3 yesterday.

I love this age.  They are still tiny and cuddly, but now understand birthdays.

Except for when she kept telling everyone "Happy Birthday!" back.

Cute.

Her presents were all things girly.

I knew the day would come.

It is still an adjustment since I had a boy first.

Barbies, nail polish, lip gloss, dress up. . .  oh, and a bright pink, rainbow and "Girl's Rock" fabric covered car booster seat.  After all, she's a "big" girl now.

This year, I sewed her gifts (um no, not the car seat, but everything else).

Take a peek at what I was sewing and baking up for Coral:

(And if you have seen this a thousand time because of FB.  Sorry.)

Cupcakes for school.  She had the biggest grin on her face when Daniel's class sang to her.

And she was even invited to some birthday parties!

This next picture, I don't like so much. The lighting was not good.

But oh my goodness. . .  it was delicious.  I never expected it to taste so yummy.

 A little hobo bag to carry around her treasures.

Bracelets she can put on by herself.

The first hair clip I've ever made.

And another bracelet.  This time beaded with an attached flower.

Boy (or should I say girl?) am I glad that is over. :)

In other news, I am being published (I'm not sure if that is what you call it or not, but it makes me feel cool) on the most widely read blog in the U.S. on depression and anxiety during pregnancy and postpartum.

I'll be sure to let you know when it's posted!

Just a Post

It's been almost a month since my last post.  I've been spending most of my time over at my other blog I coauthor with one of my dear friends, Eva.  I've learned a lot, connected with some very talented women and have started sewing again.  This is the conclusion I've come to:

I like sewing better then cooking or baking.  I don't have to do dishes when I am finished and I don't want to eat everything I make.  Well, fabric just doesn't taste right. :)

I have, however, had to learn not to expect a finished product within a few hours.  This has been a very hard adjustment for my yellow type personality.  I am in the middle of four different sewing projects and even though I am wishing they were all done this instance, I'm learning the art of patience.

The blog is a great creative outlet for my sewing and my mad PR/writing skills- I wish!  Check it out if you haven't yet.  I know you'll want to on Friday.  We are doing a giveaway and have three spectacular items!  I wish I could win them. :(

On to family life. . .

We are just busy and counting down the days for Daddy to be done with school.  The days of undergrad will finally be behind us.  Yay!  And we will have Daddy around much, much more.  It's exhausting for all of us to have him gone so much.  But we are very thankful for all his hard work.  He's Super Dad!  Really, he is.  ;-)

And kindergarten will soon be over too.  I can't believe I will have a first grader.  We have LOVED his teacher and I look to next year with trepidation.  Will his first grade teacher even compare?

Mrs. B has been absolutey wonderful.  I try to volunteer each week in her class and have gotten to know her.  I'll be leaving behind a friend.  And so will Coral.  Coral has become a part of the kindergarten class.  The kids all know her, play with her and she loves, loves, loves going.  Last week one of the boys asked if he could play a game with her and then they went and sat on the carpet while he tried teaching her a matching game.  It was SO cute.

She is turning three next Thursday and we are going to school for her birthday!  I'm bringing cupcakes and the teacher has already said she'll have the class sing happy birthday to her.  Geez, I'm not sure I even need to get her a birthday present- she's already going to be in Heaven.

Coral loves participating in the events at school.  Here's a picture to end this post with- it was Decade Day at school.  Daniel was from the 1950's and Coral from the 1980's (She wore my dress from that era.  Wow.  Era.  Now I feel old.)

Oh, I have to share one more thing.

Daniel asked the other day if we picked him to come to our family.

I told him he picked us.

His reply:

"Ha!  That means I get to be your boss!"

Drats.  He has some good logic.