10.27.2017

Halloween 2017

Prepare yourselves for a boatload of pictures because it's that time of year again. You know what I'm talkin' bout. Where I tell myself that no way am I going to spend 40 bucks on a costume when I could make it myself. And then I end up spending more on one costume alone. Sigh. No this year, I stuck to a budget pretty well and truly, I really enjoy making costumes for my kids. It's fun to see things come together. The kids went with a "nature" theme this year. At least that's what Ezra informed me. He was boss of the op. He specifically wanted to be the dark haired guy. Martin? Because they have similar hair apparently. But he wanted to wear blue, which, I guess was Chris? Honestly, I'm not up to date on my Wild Kratts knoweldge so he's a Kratt brother. I feel like I've spent way to much time explaining this, but believe me, Ezra had to specify. Anyway, I saw so many DIY Kratt brothers costumes, but I just went with what I had, which was some black knit and blue fabric paint. And black gloves. Then I grabbed some khaki shorts and a blue shirt and called it a win. Ezra was tickled. 
The twins costumes were from the store. We've had that lady bug costume for years. I bought for like a dollar the day after Halloween and come heck or high water, we were using it on at least one of our babies! I originally had plans to copy it and make a full on striped bumblebee costume for Clementine, but life happened and I grabbed a black and yellow tutu from the dollar store because, let's face, an 18 month old can wear anything and still look cute.
Now if you'll just step this way on our nature walk, you'll notice our bird exhibit. (or as Jonathon put it, "birds you would find see in the Hunger Games movie series." :) For the feather skirts, I bought a bunch of boas and mostly used this tutorial from Simple Simon & Co. Then I kind of just did my own things measurement/waistband wise. And honestly I didn't even hem. Then I just used leftover feathers and hot glued them to felt and a hair clip for the feather clips.
First up, we have our swan getting ready to fly south for the winter. But guys, isn't she so sweet? Really, a swan is Lila's spirit animal. Shes's graceful, sweet, quiet and has always had the best posture I've ever seen. We had so much fun painting her face. And we had so much the opposite of fun taking off her sparkly face paint. I mean really, it felt like a torture chamber. I think we've successfully made her petrified of ever wearing make up. 
 
 

 Next up is our little flamingo. I have no words to tell you how much I adore this little Sophie-bird. She's just so cute. And she was proud of her flamingo stance. :)






And last, but certainly not least you can spot our little peacock, Madelyn in the wild. This tutu and costume were just a mix of a zillion I found on pinterest, just google DIY kids peacock costume, but this one was helpful with the headband/feather peacock plume dealio. Then I just added a shirt that we already had and threw in some black leggings. Easiest and itchiest (or so I've been told by Madelyn) costume ever.





And that's our crew. Happy Halloween 2017! I think I've broken my own personal record by actually posting this before Halloween. What?? If you need me before next year, I'll just be here, cleaning up feathers. Because my house looks like a chicken coop.

10.23.2017

A different drummer

 



All pictures by the talented Toni Englestead Photography

I had so many grand plans for this blog in the beginning. I mean so many. And not just for sewing. I mean everything in general. Of course, back then, I assumed that blogging would be easy. I think I didn't understand that blogging was work. That's probably a common misconception. I was all, "Start a blog. Become cool." without realizing that you have to have a niche and their is a significant amount of hard work that goes into all the things. Professional quality photos, reaching out to sponsors, and for heavens sake, Bethany, you can't ramble on and on for paragraphs at a time. Get to the pooooiiiiint. ;) None of this ever felt like me. I honed in on sewing and writing because that's where my interests were for the moment. Over time, my interests have varied, I gave up on the random mustache obsession (because why did I ever start?) and trying to come up with recipes (I die all the cringiest deaths when I see old food pictures) but I've kept up with the sewing and the writing because I'm not really sure why? I just felt like I needed to. With sewing, I think I just needed to make and create. The idea of themes and taking pictures of something I made for my kids was so fun to me. The writing was just my way of processing and figuring out all my feeeeelings. And sometimes what I wrote made people laugh and that was nice too. But it's funny, my blog hasn't really "taken off" like I thought it would. It has taken me in different directions, helped me cross paths with people I never would have known otherwise, and I've found that I'm completely happy with that. Plus looking back, I'm so thankful for the little memories of my kids, frozen in picture form. Because life has gone fast for me as a mother and I try so hard to hang onto and enjoy all the little moments before they're gone. At least, that's what all the little old ladies at the grocery store tell me to do.

But.

I've always had a constant nagging in the back of my head. Making me question. Making me wonder why the devil I'm sharing all of this bologna and putting in any time at all if it's not going to be noticed. "Nobody cares." That little voice says. "You're not good at this." And you know what? That's probably true. But it wasn't until recently, when I was reading Walden by Henry David Thoreau. I know right? Who does that? But I dunno, it looked interesting, I guess. You know you're getting old when Thoreau intrigues you. ;) But that reclusive fella sure knew his potatoesI mean, listen to this amazing nonsense: 

"If a man loses pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured, or far away."

I'm telling you, those words hit me like a ton of bricks (in a good way, not in the rib cracking way). It's like ol' Henry D. T. and I were having a moment. And I realized, "Oh my goodness. I don't care. If other people are working hard and succeeding, awesome! But Imma do me." 

So all that to say...well, nothing really. I'm just gonna keep doing what I do. I like to make. I like to write. That won't change. If anything, I'm going to be your worst unorganized blogging nightmare and keep sharing more. More of my life, more of my family, and more of what makes us happy. Because the truth is, whether people read my words in 2017 is irrelevant. If you read something you like. Good. I really am so glad. If you don't, I'll keep doing it anyway. I don't think Thoreau cared that some wanna-be-writer, mother of six, would be inspired by his words 200 years later, so by cracky, neither do I. I'll  just be here dancing to the beat of my own music. I fully acknowledge that I don't know what I am doing. :)

10.20.2017

hashtag threenager










Dress Waterfall Dress by Chalk & Notch // Fabric Hobby Lobby (sold out) similar











It's been a solid 3 months (it's ok, I'm usually 3 months late to everything) since Sophia turned 3. And suddenly she's full of sass and drama. It's super fun. I'm lying. It's the worst. But she has moments of adorableness that I just love. Truly the age of three is probably the best glimpse I can have into what teenager-hood will be like with my children. And from what I'm seeing of Sophia, we're in for a trip. Like buckle-your-seat-belts-folks kinda trip. I'm excited. For now, I'm grateful for a little warning and the chance that I have to look back at her b.day and see her holding her larger than her own body #3 foil balloon.

And of course, I couldn't let her b.day pass without a quick sew. The Waterfall raglan was the perfect choice. Though, I won't spend time telling you about how hard this color of fabric was to photograph. It's much brighter in real life. Or the fact that I didn't get around to hemming the little beast. Maybe that will happen in a few months, given my current track record. Anyway, we love this little trick. Happy threenager-hood! Also it may or may not have taken me a minute to remember what direction the number 3 faces. #itsfine



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