Tuesday, March 30, 2010

You can't go sking without pants

The title is a shout out to Sika. It's Tuesday now. Are you ready?

Moira has started answering my questions of "Where is ?" with a shrug and "I know!" while shaking her head. I'm pretty sure she means "I don't know." It's the cutest thing ever.

She woke up on Thursday morning saying "Meat! Mas!" I asked her if it was Meatmas, the day in which we celebrate meat. She said it was. I hope you celebrated appropriately

I just got the weirdest spam message:
Mother would rather be near the theaters. You saw her come into Plymouth Bay. What a singular thing! Just one more little lesson. And I have about as much more. You must be joking! Come and sit down here beside me. How quick you are!
He has done so. So were you. That's what I think of him.Her father shook his head sadly. Where is his chivalry then? She had never thought of it.
There are two caves there ahead. But never did we go to Valencia. It is not better to thee? And thy materials can sleep with me. We go when he comes.
There was no link or attachment, but the email address is gibberish. I'm pretending that someone is sending random poetry to people they don't know, but it's probably an attempt to mess with spam filters.

I woke up this morning convinced that there was a new show called "Battle of the Network Execs." Fortunately, the internet tells me this is not true.

I love Hark! A Vagrant!

There's more over here! Go look.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Is it Wednesday yet?

Excitement for Norwescon has officially edged out anxiety about leaving my baby. 2 days till I head to beautiful downtown SeaTac! I only have hand sewing left to do on one dress. I also need to sew one of the zippers on a suitcase closed before I leave since I won't have time after I get home before we leave for New York. In a fit of organizational prowess, I am packed (except for last minute stuff like hairbrushes) for both Norwescon and New York.
Picnic quilt top
I spent a bunch of time sewing this weekend, and most of it was not related to Norwescon. I got a bunch of stuff done for swaps that will be due in April, since I won't have much time in that month. I also finished this quilt top, which I plan to back with polar fleece and use as a picnic quilt. It's entirely made from scraps (most of which were from other people, not me) and pieced as leaders and enders on other projects, a technique I read about atQuiltville. I even did the joining of the blocks that way, which slowed the other projects down a bit, but not as much as you'd think. I started another log cabin this way as soon as I was done. I'm going to make color themed blocks this time. The first one was blue, I will probably do brown next, unless another color jumps out at me.
Birthday block for Mommy09
This is one of the blocks I made yesterday. It's for the Birthday Block swap on LJ. I realized when I was doing the last border that I have essentially made this block three times already this year. I think I should make a quilt of this, so I can get it out of my head and not bore everyone.
I also made a doll sling for Moira, which I'm going to give to her on Wednesday (but not as I'm leaving), but I haven't taken a picture of it.
Peek a boo!
I leave you with this picture of Moira playing peek a boo with the picnic quilt. Just because.
I almost left you with this one. It's hard to decide when she's been so cute lately.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Babies are awesome

I was thinking last night that Moira really isn't a baby anymore. She's more of a real person, with the ability to joke and plot with me. I'm not at all sad that she's past the baby stage. This one is much less tiring. But still, I feel the need to celebrate babies a bit today.
Baby Ruth
My mother, Ruth Hillinger in 1949.
My Dad's cousin, Phyllis DelRosario in 48.
My Dad's cousin Torben Hansen in the mid 40's.
Out of all the babies I've scanned pictures of, Torben is the most expressive. I could make a whole range of icons for emotions just with pictures of him between birth and 2. And it's not like I have a lot of them.

I found out that Ellen Bloom is still doing Vintage Photo Friday too. Her post isn't up today yet, but you should check her out.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

The agenda will be emailed you no later then 24 hours before hand

Here's Mimi!
Lately, Moira's favorite people to talk about (excluding Mommy, Daddy, zombies and cows) are Nain, Bobbe and Joe. I'm not sure what Bobbe and Joe did to skip to the front of the queue like that. I keep thinking it has something to do with the fact that they have both brought their dogs over to play recently. That's probably not it though, since her obsession with both started before the dogs showed up. Maybe she knew they had dogs? Anyway.

We were on our way home from the grocery store and "Octopuses Garden" came on and Moira said "Octopus! Daddy!"
"Yes," I said "Daddy took you to see the octopus at the aquarium. Did you take Willow too?"
"Yes! Mommy!"
"No, Mommy didn't go, Mommy was at a meeting."
Sadly "Meeting! Moira meeting!"
"Does Moira want to go to a meeting?"
"What will the meeting be about?"
Long thoughtful pause, "Dollies!"
"You are going to a meeting about dollies? Who else will be there?"
Joe, Bobbe and Nain, you are all invited. I hope you have some talking points prepared.
Mommy and Daddy were reluctantly added at the last minute to the guest list.

She changed her outfit 4 times today, not including the jammies she woke up in, in the two hours between waking up and going out. She cycled through some of her current favorite outfits (zebra, yellow pants and zoo shirt, monkey overalls) and finally decided on something she hasn't worn since I pulled out of storage from last year. I can live with that kind of mind changing. I like to wear my favorite things over and over as soon as they are clean, so I can't really blame her.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

RTT: Heh


Hey Moira, how come potatoes, strawberries and turkey are all pronounced 'dobbies!" I'll admit they are all tasty, but that's about all they have in common.

Maybe that's should be the meal for her birthday?

We went to a birthday party this weekend. Moira was very excited to go to her friend's party, and knew just what she wanted to wear. So I spent the whole day saying, "My daughter is the one in the Iron Maiden shirt." Awesome. The best part was when I pointed out my husband to someone and they said "That would have been my guess." His Iron Maiden shirt was hidden by a sweatshirt, so it was just a good guess.

We got a new bookshelf which I put in the living room. All Moira's board books now live there, well except for the bedtime books. Anyway, she can reach all three shelves on this book shelf easily and so she is pulling out different books on a regular basis ten she did before. Poorly written books. It's very sad.

My neighbor and I were going to take the Porsche to quilt group last night, but then someone wanted to carpool with us, and we didn't want to try and take the carseat out. That's okay, we'll take it next month, when the meeting is all the way out in Fall City.

Moira is trying to wear my shoes and carry a book. It's not going so well.

She started trying to say "Grumpy" and my Dad is so happy. I haven't had the heart to point out that it sounds like "Dumpy."

Moira likes to insist that everyone is doing what she is doing. Moira is eating ham, that means Nain, Mika, pearl Daddy and Mommy are eating ham. Usually there are some animals in the list of 'people doing what Moira is doing', and I have been explaining to her that, no, cows don't eat ham, cows only eat grass. Repeat as necessary with different animals. Just now we saw an ad for Plants vs Zombies and she asked if we could play (I've been refusing since I started having laptop issues. It seemed like a good time to break that habit.) I told her no, we can't play, blah blah blah. So we talked about zombies instead. Zombies eat grass apparently.

Visit The Un Mom and play along.

Monday, March 22, 2010

What's a crafty mom to do?

Wait a minute
We went shopping with pearl and Sika today, and pearl had a bag full of things for Moira, including this fairy dress for Mimi to go with Moira's fairy wings (which pearl gave her for Christmas, coincidently). After nap we decided it was high time to try it on, and it fits! Moira was very excited.
Then, she had a shocking realization. Mimi had a new outfit, but Moira did not. There were clothes pearl gave us for Moira too, but they are either too big or for this summer, and all are waiting to be washed. First Moira stripped off her dress. Then she ran to my sewing room door and hung off the doorknob shouting, "New dress! New dress!" I suggested that she could pick out an outfit from her dresser, but that was not good. She settled for a snack and went on her naked (but still wing wearing) way.
New shirt!
So, when Walker took her downstairs, I went into my sewing room and finished cutting out this shirt. I made the pattern from Rae's 90 minute shirt tutorial. I pinned it up at the same time I did this set of outfits for Mimi and Moira. There will eventually be a shirt that matches this for Mimi too, but I think one new outfit for the doll per day is more then enough. Obviously, the shirt was a hit. Plus the crafting time helped me recover from when the garage door came half off the track over my car while Moira was still in it. That was scary.

Friday, March 19, 2010

I miss Vintage Photo Friday

I was telling my sister that I miss Vintage Photo Friday, especially since I started getting stuff from our relatives to scan in. We were tagging people in Picasa on Wednesday and both noticed some shocking family similarities. I say shocking in that, even when people tell you you look just like your Mom as a kid, you don't really know without photographic proof.

Teen Merle
My grandmother, Merle Tydful Bordewick (nee Jones) as a teenager in Vancouver, BC (date unknown). She was named after the town her parents immigrated from in wales, Myrther Tydfil
Teen Ruth
My mother, Ruth, as a teenager at their house in Bellevue, Wa. Note the look of extreme glee. I think she gets that from her Dad's side of the family.
The Bordewicks
My mother as a child with her family (she's the girl on the right with the curly hair. She has that look on her face because rather then change out of their play clothes for the family portrait, she and her siblings decided to just roll up the stuff they were wearing and shove their nice clothes on over them. It's especially noticeable in the photo of just the three kids where there is a visible bulge over each of David's knees.
Little Mika
My sister, Mika, at about the same age. Same hair, same glasses, same nose. At least she's not wearing pants under her skirt.
Ruth & Ellis on their wedding day
Bonus picture, just because I like it! My parents on their wedding day. Mom hated her dress and her hairdo, so we never really saw many pictures of their wedding as children. I think there were a couple in a photo album she didn't pull out very often, so it's been really cool to look at the photos my grandparents kept. I think they look very 1969.

This moment

Oooh, water
Originally uploaded by Maydela
A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. - via soulemama

Thursday, March 18, 2010

I just had to share

This picture Sika took. Moira has been choosing her own clothes for a bit, and she either wants a specific outfit (one of the doggy ones for instance) or she grabs something and tells me who gave it to her (usually Nain, pearl or me). She frequently wrong about who bought it, but I appreciate the sentiment that she knows this outfit is special because someone she loves gave it to her.
The overalls are new, we got them from my Aunt Carol and she wanted to wear them last night after she got into her jammies. There were many tears when I said we should save them for tomorrow. She remembered in the morning and was very happy when she pulled them out of the drawer. The wings are from pearl, and she ran to get them so she could show them to Sika after she came to visit. Then after much wiggling and attempting to read books, she ran back into her room and came back with the hat Sika had brought her on Tuesday. She was so proud when she shoved it on her head and plopped down next to her on the couch.
I used to tell her when we getting dressed if something I was putting on her was a present from someone, but I didn't expect her to understand, or care this early. It's a huge joy to see her happily thinking about the people she knows, and wanting to wear something they would want to see her in.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Working on a theme

Moira and I were reading and these are the first three books she chose:

We're Going On A Bear Hunt
Lost (a bear gets lost in New York, and a little boy helps him get home by bus)
The Wheels On The Bus

Then she ruined it by bringing Oh My Oh My Oh Dinosaurs, which isn't related in any way. Although she may just have switched themes because the book after that was also by Sandra Boynton.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Doll Quilt Swap 8

I got to join in the fun at the Doll Quilt Swap on flickr for round 8. I was really excited and also totally intimidated.
Almost done
This is what I made for Christina. The binding isn't quite finished in the picture because the light was good right then and it had to get mailed the next morning, since I was already two days past the deadline. I've had this idea for a quilt or an embroidery ever since I saw the little Pixar cartoon with the birds on a telephone wire years ago and this seemed like the perfect time to use it. I'm glad the quilt made it safely to Australia in a reasonable amount of time. I also had some vintage linen thread I saved from my Grandmother's house when she was moving that I sent with the package. I've been holding onto it for 5 years with no plan or purpose. It's not even the sort of thing I would normally love. Apparently, I was saving it for Christina.
This is the amazing silk quilt I got from Mary. There doesn't seem to be a way to post her picture directly from flickr, and I keep forgetting to take a picture of it. It's all circly and amazing free motion embroidery and I love love love it. Funnily, I looked at it in the photo pool when she originally posted it and was mightily jealous because I was sure it wasn't for me. And it is! She made a little matching pincushion which Moira has co-opted for herself. I don't mind that, but she can't have my quilt!

I can't wait to do this swap again. It's well known that I hate surprises, but somehow, this is the right kind of surprise.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Moira recommends: books about plants

I keep being surprised by the length of the books Moira wants read to her. I really shouldn't be, since she's always liked long books. It's not like this is news.
Jim and the beanstalk by Raymond Briggs - Jim lives in an apartment building and one day there is a big plant outside his window, so he climbs it and meets a giant. Every other page is in color, the rest in black and white. I enjoy reading the grumbling giant's dialog.
When ruby tried to grow candy by Valorie Fisher - Moira LOVES this one. She can say Ruby now, clear as day and acts very pathetic if you don't read it to her right away. She has also started shouting "Ruby!" when she sees a ball, because Ruby has a ball. The plot is that Ruby has a scary seeming neighbor who turns out to be an amazing gardener who teaches Ruby all her tricks. I don't really like the illustrations. There are layers with each layer in the background getting progressively blurrier. Then at the end, the first layer of background is suddenly made of photographs instead of drawings.
A treeful of pigs by Arnold Lobel - The moral of this story? If you are a lazy Eastern European farmer, your wife will resort to a series of complicated tricks to get you out of bed.
The leaf men and the Brave Good Bugs by William Joyce - I think Moira loves this because there are bugs, but it's also slightly scary and suspenseful, and she seems to love that in books.
Richard Scarry's Animal Nursery Tales by Richard Scarry - This is a collection of many stories like "The Three Little Pigs" and "Red Riding Hood and the Wolf". Moira would sit still and have me read them all in one go, if she could convince me to. I always love Richard Scarry's books, and Moira seems to love them too. This is the only one of his books we have (hint hint, father).

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Adorableness and future embarrassment

All gone?
Lately Moira has been insisting on eating the same things over and over, and refusing to eat things she really likes )like blueberries) in favor of whatever the food of the moment is. In an effort to combat that, I decided to try an idea I originally saw on Flipflops and applesauce but seems to have been started by Sycamore stirrings. There's also a Flickr group. She loves it. So far she has eaten most everything I put in there, except for cheese, as long as I leave it sitting out long enough. She might have eaten the cheese too if I'd been willing to let it sit out all day. Plus, I spend much less time helping her get more snacks.
I am also pleased to report that I finally have good blackmail pictures for when she's an easily embarrassed teenager. I ordered some new bras from Bare Necessities and one of them came with tissue stuffed in the cups. I thought it was crazy how big they were so I brought them out to show Willow. Moira was very excited and insisted they were her "Booboos" (boobs) and wore one under her shirt for the rest of the day. Apparently, one of my breasts is the size of her torso. That's a little scary.
The booboo kept falling out all day long, and she would cry until we put it back in. She was very proud to show Walker when he came home from work. Of course, at that moment it had slipped down and looked more like a beer belly, but she didn't care.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Whining will commence in three seconds

I have been quietly trying not to freak out about the two months, and I am starting to fail. At least with the quietly part. Here's what the calendar looks like:
Walker is on call from today until next Tuesday. When he goes off call, he goes to the airport to spend 3 days in the main office. He is back for 4 days and then becomes secondary on call for a week. Two days after that on call shift ends is Norwescon. We fly to New York the day after Norwescon for more Walker work stuff and his cousin's graduation showcase. We come back and 4 days later Walker is gone for a 5 day gaming trip with his friends. The day after that is over, he is on call for another week. The next weekend is Moira's birthday, my birthday and Mother's day. My head my just have exploded by then. We'll see. Somewhere in the next few weeks I need to build raised beds for planting food, but that's looking less and less likely.

I am trying to do any sewing I need to do for Norwescon while Willow is visiting (until Friday! Yay!) I should be making plans with people to help keep me sane while Walker is gone. I really need to find someone to trade swap with in my quilt group because I am pretty sure that my house will barely be habitable the day Walker gets back from his gaming trip, which is the day I'm supposed to host.

I was hoping this would help me calm down a bit, but I feel even more anxious now. This may be part of why my neck has been hurting so much lately.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Good things come in threes

Action shot
Moira learned how to pinch of pieces of playdough small enough that she can make snakes and balls with them.

I threw it!
We are dog sitting for a friend. After a rough start this morning when poor Dakota had the nerve to touch one of Stewie's toys that Moira has been trying to steal, Moira discovered the joys of a dog that will actually play with you.

I love the Fake AP Style Book. Did you know "Depending on the situation, sometimes you will want a conjunction, and sometimes you'll just want to cuddle." I sure didn't.

The one semi bad thing was that Moira slept in until 8 this morning. Which was nice because that meant we got to sleep in until 8. Actually, I slept in until 9:30. But she didn't nap. Despite a long walk in the woods and playing in the front yard with Willow (Yay Willow is visiting! Bonus, extra special good thing!). So now she is exhausted and Walker is putting her to bed (Moira, not Willow), which likely means she will wake up at 6.
But! When I gave up on nap the first time and we came out into the living room, she marched around it for awhile trying to figure what she wanted to do saying "No nap! No nap!" All she needed was a little sign.

Oh! One more extra special bonus good thing! I finally remembered to take Ibuprophen for my neck pain instead of Tylenol which means it's actually starting to go away. After three days of migraine fun, I am glad. So, I guess that was five good things.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

This works for me

My morning view
I tried to take over Moira's bedtime about a couple of weeks ago (just the putting her to sleep part) when we accidentally discovered that she would fall asleep for me in less then half the time she was taking to fall asleep for Walker. It turns out, that even with sufficient sleep and time to relax by myself, I am a horrible parent at bedtime. Want to flop over to the other side? I will sigh and grumble. Try to pop up and talk to me? I will growl and be grumpy. I was getting less and less patient with nap time and the (still mandatory) morning nursing and snuggle back to sleep session.
Yesterday, I gave myself a migraine trying to get too much done in the day. Walker came home early and I lay in bed in the dark. He offered to try and put her to sleep so I could recover even more, and it went beautifully, she fell asleep fast and happily. My theory is that she just needed extra mommy/nursing time while she was sick and teething. She even slept longer stretches by herself. Walker even got to sleep in our bed for half the night (he has been spending most of the night sleeping in her bed, every night) She woke up at 5am not screaming and fell asleep during snuggle time a little faster and woke up happily after being asleep for almost 2 hours instead of 3.
That long and very boring paragraph is all to say, I think it actually works better for all of us. Shocking, really, that Moira might sleep better when the parent helping her go to sleep is not tense and resentful. Last night as I was listening to her happy babbling in the bath made me smile. This morning, watching her little head snuggle it's way across my chest until she plopped over in between Walker and I made me want to kiss her. And then when it was time for us all to wake up there was silliness and kisses. And pictures.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

RTT: The most wonderful time of the year

We went to the zoo on Sunday. You know why I love the zoo in springtime? All the animals are so excited. I took Moira last spring with a group of other Moms (all with kids under the age of 2) and among other things we got to see a very excited Tapir. I thought it was hilarious, but then, I didn't have to answer anyone asking "Mommy, what is that?"

For some reason, as soon as we got to the cow at the zoo, Moira decided to be scared, so when we saw the goats, I told her they were dancing. Because I wanted to watch them fight for a bit. That's a valid reason to lie to your kid, right?

The one thing I hate about spring is my weird allergy, where I have a sore throat or an ear ache for a couple of months straight. It's also the only time of year where I sneeze. The best part is, I always forget that this will happen, so I spend a couple of weeks wondering why I'm so slightly sick and avoiding human contact so as to not spread it.

I finally checked out Color Your Cloth and I really want to try it. Pah? Sika? Want to help me make batik sometime after Norwescon?

Not helping with the sick feeling, I automatically wake up at 5am now, if Moira doesn't wake up earlier because I know she'll wake up soon. And then she nurses for at least an hour before settling down to sleep again. It takes me about a half an hour to fall back asleep and then she wakes up for good in about a half hour after that. I went to bed at 9pm last night to catch up. I think I need to do that again tonight.

I made Moira and her doll matching outfits. She was perturbed that I didn't have an outfit just like theirs. Today she wanted me to wear something with dogs on it. Since I don't have such an outfit, I convinced her that it would be okay for me to wear my green shirt with white dots and yellow flowers so I could coordinate with her dress. She hasn't noticed that Mimi doesn't have a similar outfit yet.

Speaking of matching outfits, Norwescon is coming up. I hope to get some sewing done while Willow is visiting this weekend since the things I wore last year are now too big for me. I'm excited because I will be away from Moira for 4 nights and I'm hoping this will be the end of nursing. And maybe she will stop waking up at 5am if she isn't going to get milk. Probably not though. I'm also nervous because I'll be gone for 4 nights. Mostly for Walker's sake. She's usually pretty gleefully shrieky with him, even when she's unhappy as I hand her to him, so I think it will be okay. He keeps telling me they will be fine. I am using this time to mentally prepare myself for the separation though.

Moira still sits on the potty occasionally, and she usually does something when she does. We aren't pushing it, but are still offering it as an option.

Randomness is happening at The Bitchin; Wives Club today. Go take a look.