A bunch of the same busy busy busy around here. Keeping sane by keeping busy. Mornings are still pretty much without TV. We do puzzles still. Lots of coloring. Today Otis made a ramp for his cars with the ironing board. Anything to pass the time!
I've been pretty busy crafty wise. I had a new consignment order for a place right across from State Fair Park, and seeing as State Fair started today, I had to get my stuff there in a timely fashion. I also have two other consignment orders to work on, and another Maker Market is coming up September 1st. So, busy mama. Ingrid and I made this felt doll for a friend's birthday present. Ingrid was too funny, "Mom, I have to play with it to make sure it works, okay?" Apparently it was in working order.
I went through some old photo books and found some gems. I love that I'm taking pictures of pictures. Here's Brendan and I the first summer we met ten years ago. We are little kids, it's crazy!
Speaking of little kids, there has been a bounty of little kids around our house the past week or so. We watched a friend's girls one afternoon, here's Eleanor and Otis looking sneaky. They found this water fountain (or "bubbler" if you want to get Milwaukee on me) and took turns seeing who could actually get to the water. It was hilarious. They're both just a tad too small so they were trying SO HARD to climb up!
We also went to the zoo with our neighbors the other day. Here they are at the barn with the cows. I still can't believe my mom had four kids. How do you do it? I have it down pat now to look for each of my kids, but four? Jeez louise.
And here I am looking like I have long hair. WHICH I DO. Which if you've known me in real life you'll understand how freaking amazing this is. I have had short hair my whole life. Except for a short stint in middle school/early high school with a perm and some fierce bangs, I've had a pretty short hair style. Like boy short most of the time, what feminine people call a pixie cut. I have always just said it was short, you know, like a boy. But now that I have money to pay someone amazing to cut my hair in a flattering way, what do you know? I can grow it out. It still seems so new and crazy that I can pull it back in a ponytail. Like a normal girl. Weird.