18 April 2013

Zooming through April

I thought I'd start this post with a picture Left-brain's cousin took of Someone Small and I on Easter. She is the same photographer who did our wedding pictures and she captures something really special with the baby and I, even in the simple moments.  Even though my hair is . . . interesting . . . I love this picture. I was zooming her around the backyard, since she couldn't look for Easter eggs with her big cousins. I may not take the best formal pictures, but these are the ones I will cherish.

Anyway . . . the saga of the sewing machine continues. We are on to winding bobbins now, which one of my co-workers at the theatre is supposed to help me with, but I may just suck it up and attempt to interpret the picture-directions on my own. I'm ready to start using the machine, and tired of waiting for other people's schedules. I am going to try to embellish a onesie on my own for the baby's birthday party, and I can't wait any longer.

I did find a new craft I would like to try. Mom and I went to one of those kids' consignment sales last weekend at the Ag Center in town--our version of a fairgrounds. I could go off on how strange it is that Metro Crazyville is a very rural place, at least for Maryland, and we have no county fair, but we have a fairground where they hold horse pulling and the 4-H fair, but that's another time. The sale itself was OK. We found some really pretty dresses for when she's 2 or so, and some clothes for daycare, since I have a constant running battle with them to get her things sent home (Mom says it's OK if they lose clothes that she buys her, since she enjoys buying things and she likes the idea of sending her to school in something pretty. I love it too, I just don't want her clothes jacked-up and lost. We don't bust our butts to pay for things to clothe the under-1 crowd in town).

But one of the vendors was selling sculpted hair bows.  This is not her work, but it's the same idea.
I realize I'm new to the kid-having set, but I've never seen anything like these before. I bought her three. Two with heart shapes, and one with a  set of cherries. The lady even fixed them for me so they'd grab Someone Small's hair--she did a thin line of hot glue along the alligator clip and let it dry. For the first time, my daughter wore a hair clip for more than 5 minutes. We told her she was pretty. She smiled.

But I got to thinking, they'd be pretty cool, embellishing a finish. I mean, from what I've seen, googling sculptured ribbon hair bow, you can pretty much make anything. How cute would this be in place of a bow on a ladybug-themed ornamant? Plus, lots of these sites have directions for making bows, and, really how different is hair flare from the bows we use to top no-sew cubes.  I know they're not everyone's cup of tea, but the talent out there is impressive.


VegasJilly said...

I was at that consignment sale! Thursday night they had a new mom night so you could shop before it was open to the public. Ppl got some really good deals on baby gear! I went for the clothes and was able to find some cute jackets for the fall and a bathing suit for the summer. May 4-5 there is a big sale at the fairgrounds in Frederick I'm really looking forward to. I love the picture, it shows the natural happy relationship between mom and daughter and those are the best kind of pictures!

Miss LindaLee said...

Hi Rachel~Once again, I do love this picture of you two ladies. So pretty. I think the bows are really neat and I bet a sure seller if you're thinking about that. If not, Tiny girl will have the most and the best bows in town for sure.

You have a great week.
LindaLee from
CrossN' My Stitches

Kathy A. said...

What a wonderful photo. You two look so very happy! I love it.

wilma b said...

Love the picture! The hair clips are a fun idea...if I had grand-daughters...sigh...

Terri said...

That is a great picture! Very relaxed and natural.

I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. If not, it can’t be helped--Frederick Perls