Monday, June 30, 2008

To the doctor

Gage turning six months old meant it was time for another check-up. Braeden wanted me to take him to school this morning, so I sent Mat off to work and finished getting ready. We got Bray to school with a minimum of fuss and made it to the doctor just a couple minutes late.

I had to fill out the brief six-month questionnaire answering questions about Gage's gross motor skills, his social development, etc. Then we waited. I've almost never had to wait, so that was weird. Finally, Marsha, our doctor's nurse, came to get us. I stripped Gage down to his diaper so we could put him on the scale. I guessed he would weigh 14 pounds, and he did! He measured 25 3/4 inches long and his head measured 17 1/4 inches. When our doctor came in, we discussed his weight and measurements.

Gage is in the 25th percentile for height while his head measurement is in the 50th percentile. Then the doctor told me his weight fell on the low end of the chart. I think I chuckled and made some wiseass remark. At the same time, Dr. N told me the percentile.

Me: Oh. Well, 30th percentile's not that small. Isn't that where he was last time? That doesn't seem so bad.
Dr: Not 30th percentile. I said 3rd percentile.
Me: Right. 30th...wait...did you say 3rd percentile? What?
Dr: Yes. 3rd percentile.
Me: Laughing in total disbelief.
Dr: It's really not a big deal. He's clearly very healthy, meeting all the developmental milestones on time. It's obvious he's well-fed.
Me: Still laughing. Speechless.

I couldn't stop laughing. 3rd percentile??? Are you kidding me?! I didn't even think that was possible. That means that 97% of babies weigh more than my kid. 97 out of 100 babies. Well, I said I've accepted having small babies, so there you go.

But then, because I can't not compare, I pulled out Braeden's baby book to check his six-month stats. At siix months, Braeden was 25 1/4 inches long (1/2 inch shorter than Gage) and weighed 15 lbs 13 oz! That's almost TWO pounds more than Gage weighed today.

Wow. A complete reversal from two months ago when Gage weighed half a pound more than Braeden did at that age. Six-month-old Braeden was in the 25th percentile for both height and weight. My memory of Braeden's first months are so completely dominated by his reflux and slow weight gain...being under doctor's orders to bring him in each week for weight checks; all those weeks where he didn't gain a thing. But I see now that I'm fixated on those early (tough) months and I need to take the time to remember the chubby, happy Braeden. I'm going to have to reread early posts on Little Boy Braeden (which I started in July 2005 when Braeden was six months old).

After the talk of percentiles, the rest of the visit was pretty uneventful. Gage had to have two shots and get another dose of the rotavirus drops.

And we go back in three months for his nine-month appointment.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Happy birthday!

Oh, did I forget to mention that today is also my baby's six month birthday?!! Happy birthday, baby Gage!

From this...

To this...

Oh my.

I took this next picture earlier this week. Gage can sit up by himself for a minute or two. We have to position his hands so he uses his arms to keep himself upright.

One other little piece of news...Mat was asked to attend a gala tonight in Durham. A former colleague of mine (the one who's always taking pictures and speaking in Italian) set it up for Mat. We went out and bought him a new suit last weekend because the suit he wore at our wedding is too big for him. I couldn't resist taking his picture tonight before he left. Mat is holding Gage like he's a bomb because he's afraid Gage will spit up all over him! A very real worry since it had happened to me just a short time before.

Don't they look fantastic??!! I can't believe they're all smiling!

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Bits of Stuff

Snippets instead of a real post:

Gage and I were having a disagreement yesterday about clothes. Mine, not his. He happily wore the onesie my mom got him at Target. It's this cute kimono-style onesie with blue dots. After I nursed and burped Gage yesterday morning, I got dressed so we could run out to Target, the post office, and the grocery store. Before I put Gage in his car seat, I was cuddling with him a little on our bed listening to music. Next thing I know, I fill this warm liquid running down my shoulder. Without warning that kid spit up all over my shirt and pants. I don't think he likes that shirt at all...the last time I put it on, he moved the burp cloth out of the way so he could spit up all over my shoulder instead. :) After our errands, I was sitting on the floor holding Gage drinking an iced coffee. At the same time I took a sip, Gage grabbed the straw pulling it out of my mouth. Coffee dribbled down my chin, the front of my shirt, onto my pants and my legs. That's when I gave up and put my comfy clothes back on!


I LOVE DirecTV! I get the tennis channel and when there's a grand slam (US Open, Wimbledon, French Open, or Australian Open), I get six or seven extra channels showing play on the different courts. It used to be that I had to watch whatever match was being shown on ESPN or CBS. But now I can flip through the extra channels and pick and choose my own match. Right now I'm watching Lleyton Hewitt (who I really like) destroy an amazingly beautiful man from Italy called Bolelli.


I've been having trouble falling asleep the last couple nights because my mind is so busy planning. Last night I was nursing Gage in his room before I went to bed. As I looked around his room I decided he needed more shelf space and wondered how hard it would be to build him a small bookcase. Then I started to think he could use a window seat under his corner windows. With storage inside. I could make him cushions for the top!

I would have to add that to my long list of projects. Right now I'm making a tote bag for the back of Nanny's wheelchair. I have fabrics selected and a plan set; I just need to start cutting. I also bought what I needed to make something that's going to remain a secret for now. And I have this idea of making myself a new diaper bag with this fantastic summery, cherry fabric I bought a few weeks ago. And then I got a little ambitious (too ambitious, maybe?) and signed up for a swap. People online love their swaps! I've been reading tales from other bloggers about swapping and really wanted to try my hand at it. I signed up at Itching 2 B Stitching's blog. I really like the idea of making something for someone I don't really know. I mean, I'll get to know a little about someone--the colors they like and how they want to use the tote I make, but otherwise it's all up to me. It feels like a lot less pressure to me than making something for a friend or family member.


Speaking of, I e-mailed my sister to see if she liked any of the Amy Butler bag patterns. I've been wanting to make her swing bag for a long time now. I thought if there was something Abi liked, I could make it for her for Christmas. Part of me thinks she's going to hate the idea and say no. Another part of me thinks she'll never even look at the patterns or respond (she's bad like that). But I really hope she likes something and wants me to give it a shot. The other bag I really like is the birdie sling, so maybe one day I'll blog about making it. :)


Last bit of randomness for today...we figured out how to get videos off our video camera (issues with compatibility with the Mac and with Vista). There are a bunch of old videos that I'm downloading and putting on youtube. Over the next couple weeks, you can expect to find old movies of Braeden on his blog. Here's the first. It's nothing exciting, but it's sweet to see him at this age. He's just learning to talk! I love listening to him ask for more.

Monday, June 23, 2008

The new exersaucer

Why is it that kids stop doing whatever it is they're doing the second you get the camera out???

This morning I put Gage in his exersaucer and he went nuts! He was making so much noise. Shrieking and laughing. After a couple minutes I realized I ought to shoot a video of him, so I grabbed my camera. And once I started filming, he got camera-shy or something. I still love the video, but this is a much more subdued Gage than I had intended to film.

I showed Mat this video and could tell he was totally bored. I called him on it, and he said, "Nothing I haven't seen before."

But even though it's not the most exciting video, I'm certain you guys will still enjoy it. :)

Oh, and there's some other big news in Gage's life...he's started sleeping in his crib. For me, that move from our room to his really signifies the end of infancy. He's still a baby, of course, but he's no longer an infant. He's a wiggly baby who rolls around, wakes up in the middle of the night to coo, grab at his feet, kick, flail his arms around, and just generally wake Mat and me up. Braeden was just six months old when we moved him upstairs to his room. It was just before my parents came down for a visit. Braeden had gotten to the point where he was starting to keep us up at night with his antics. I was hoping Gage would be a calmer sleeper so he could stay with me for longer, but I guess maybe it's just how kids get at this age.

Now our nights look something like this:

Gage goes upstairs with Mat for Braeden's bath time. After Braeden is in bed, Mat puts Gage down in his crib. He might fuss a little, but he falls asleep in less than 10 minutes. Around 11:00 or so, I get ready for bed then head upstairs with a diaper. I change Gage, then sit in Nanny's chair and nurse him. He goes back into the crib for the night. This morning he woke up a little before 6:00. Mat and I are enjoying sleep again. But I miss falling asleep looking at Gage.

Sunday, June 22, 2008


You guys know Braeden loves looking at photos of himself on my computer. When I'm using my computer, he'll run over and say, "I want to see pictures of Braeden." I love showing him the pictures because I want him to remember the moments captured in those pictures. Like our trip to Charleston. Or our most recent vacation in Virginia Beach with MeMa and P-Pa.

Those are memories I try to keep alive for him. But sometimes he surprises me with what he remembers on his own. I showed him pictures Mat took when we were in the hospital after I had Gage. I reminded him how MeMa and P-Pa brought him to the hospital to see us and how he peeked into the room then ran to me where I was sitting in the chair holding the baby. He climbed up into my lap and looked at Gage. It's a moment I'll never forget.

Anyway. While we were looking at the pictures and talking about that day, Braeden told me how he and I sat on my bed together. And that he pressed the button to make the bed go up and down. I hadn't thought about that until he said it, but he's right. He climbed up into the bed with me, and I thought he would like that the head and foot of my bed went up and down. And he did love playing with the buttons and feeling the bed move under him.

I'm constantly amazed by the way this kid's mind works...the things he says, the connections he makes between things and situations. I'm going to post more of his memories and the crazy things he says because they're things I want to remember. One of Mat's former students (and someone who has babysat for Braeden!) e-mailed me today and said that when Braeden and Gage are older, they'll be so glad I blogged about them. She said she cherishes the baby book her mom kept for her. I think she's right. Braeden will love reading these silly stories one day!

Thursday, June 19, 2008

What a great trip!

We're baaaaaack!

Gage, Braeden and I spent almost a week in Rhinebeck with my parents. I still can't quite believe I drove up there and back by myself with just two kids and no Mat. But it was a lot easier than it sounds! It helped that I didn't have any time to prepare or psych myself out about the drive. I suggested the visit to my mom on Tuesday, packed Wednesday, and left the house Thursday at 4AM.

The boys were great! Braeden was amazing. I was so proud of him. He listened to me. Followed directions. And even helped out with Gage, helping me keep him entertained while we were driving. He also totally understood that when we stopped somewhere, the first thing I needed to do was nurse Gage.

I love that Braeden is such a good big brother. When Gage cries, Braeden will run over and give him a kiss and hug, or hand him a toy, or replace his pacifier. It's so sweet, and I'm just so proud that he wants to take care of Gage like that.

So, here's how our trip went. We left the house at 4:00. I got a little confused between 220 and business 220 which added about 45 minutes to our trip. Blah. Braeden and Gage were sleeping until I started swearing. Bray woke up and wanted to know what was wrong. All I could do was apologize to him for my rant and let him know we were doing okay. We stopped in Staunton for breakfast at the Cracker Barrel. Breakfast was fine, but then it was time to head into the bathroom. The three of us with Gage in his stroller fit nicely into the handicapped stall (since I'm sure everyone is wondering what we did!), but Braeden had a 10-minute screaming fit before finally agreeing to go to the bathroom. Before getting back in the car, I changed Gage on the fold-down tailgate of my trunk. He wore his bumGenius! diapers on the trip and they held up GREAT!

We stopped for lunch in WV (Martinsburg, I think) at a Chik-fil-A. And again with the screaming bathroom fit. Then back in the car. For our last stop, I knew we didn't need to stop somewhere to eat, so I picked a rest stop in PA near Hazleton. It had a big grassy area so Braeden could run around and a clean, family-size bathroom inside. Unfortunately, the toilet was an automatic flush which totally freaks Braeden out. He's terrified the thing will flush while he's sitting on it. He was yelling, "I'm scared!" over and over again until finally I just picked him and put him on the toilet. I held onto him, he peed as fast as possible, and I pulled him off. Mission accomplished. After his ordeal, I let him run around a while while Gage and I sat in the sun.

All told, with three (LONG) stops and one wrong turn in the morning, it took us 15+ hours to get to Rhinebeck. We rolled in to my parents driveway at 7:15PM! And Gage screamed for the last 45 minutes of the drive which made it feel much, much longer. I can't say I blame him, though, it was a long day!

But it was worth it. We had such a great time with MeMa and P-Pa! We had dinner at Del's, a local dairy queen like place where I worked while I was in college. Braeden was so excited because he got to have an ice cream cone after his dinner! And we ate at Foster's, my all-time favorite restaurant, one night. After Braeden finished his grilled cheese and potato chips, he fell asleep. Sitting up. :) My mom put her arm around him, and he snuggled up next to her. This was the second night he fell asleep sitting up at the table! I love that kids can do that.

And Braeden isn't the only one who fell asleep at the table...

Here's P-Pa with the boys on Father's Day. Braeden is asleep on the couch behind them. How cute is Gage?

My sister Abi and her husband Jeremy came down for Father's Day and we cooked out. She and mom made Abi's favorite potato salad, a hot salad with potatoes, hard-boiled eggs, and dressing. They were freaks about it, but it was funny to watch! Whenever we're all together, we always make way more food than we could eat in three days but it was all so good. Sausage and peppers, grilled chicken marinated in some kind of mango caribbean sauce, green beans (blanched then sauteed with bacon--I ate almost all of these by myself!!), hot potato salad, and a green salad plus mom's famous apple cake and chocolate pudding, a special treat just for dad. :)

We visited Nanny at the Baptist Home and introduced Gage to his great-grandmother. Braeden drew her pictures and sang her songs. It started to pour while we were there and he insisted on singing to the rain...Rain, rain, go away, come another, nother day! He was so sincere about it, I wanted to laugh. Or cry at how sweet he was. Just another of those moments where I want to smother him with kisses.

The night before we left, after dinner and a nap at Foster's, MeMa took Braeden for a ride down their street in her convertible. He LOVED it!

My parents got a blow-up pool for Braeden, so we spent time outside watching him splash around. He's picked up a new thing to say from my mom. "Let's go outside and enjoy this beautiful day." Of course, when he says it, it sounds more like boo-ti-ful making it even cuter!

Otherwise we just had good, silly fun! Every year, mom buys toys at a local church flea market. One year she bought alphabet apple toy Braeden's playing with. And this year she bought an exersaucer for Gage. Mom took some pictures of him in that, so I'll post one later.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

And we're off!

We're headed to MeMa and P-Pa's house tomorrow for a visit. I may be crazy, but I'm driving the 700 miles up and back. By myself. With just a three-year-old and a five-month-old for company.

My parents had wanted to come down for a visit but my dad couldn't get away from work. They won't be able to come down until later in August. I've got time, so why not drive up there? Mat has to work, so it's just me and my boys. For 11 hours in the car.

Wish me luck. :)

I had to include one's Braeden at the science center. We stumbled upon their special kids area, and it was tough to get Braeden to leave. We wanted him to go see the animals, but all he wanted to do was keep playing house. He loves playing at grocery shopping. It's one of his must-do activities at the children's museum, so he was thrilled to see this little basket and play food at the science center too.

I love this face!

Monday, June 9, 2008

Wooly bottom

A few weeks ago I asked my mom to knit some wool for Gage to wear over his fitteds and prefolds. Cloth diapering moms I "know" online swear by wool covers because they're super-absorbent but also breathable. And even though I always thought of wool as something to keep you warm in the winter and completely unwearable in the summer, it turns out I was 100% wrong. Wool actually keeps a baby's bottom cooler than the PUL covers I've been using (like the one I blogged about here).

I sent my mom a couple different sets of directions to see what she would be most comfortable with and she chose a wrap-style cover. She bought two different colors of wool and got started right away. Last week she sent me the first wrap. It's gorgeous!

I LOVE the colors in the variegated yarn. It wasn't finished, though. I had to sew on the velcro and lanolize it so it would be waterproof. Mom thought she was sticking me with the hard jobs, but I could never have knit the wrap so I was happy to figure out the other stuff. Besides, if I wanted to buy something like this, I'd have to put upwards of $20-25. This is so much better!

I ordered some touchtape (like velcro but commonly used in making cloth diapers) and a bar of wool wash and lanolin. I summoned up my courage and sewed the touchtape on. I even made laundry tabs! (These tabs ensure that your velcro doesn't get stuck to the wool fibers and ruin your wrap.) Taking a recommendation from one of my online friends, I bought my wool wash and lanolin from a work-at-home-mom (a WAHM). She adds fragrances to them, so mine are citrus and sage. Opening the package Saturday made the entire house smell citrusy! Strong, but nice.

The wrap was dry by last night, so this morning I decided to try it out. It's a little big for him right now which is great because it means he'll be able to wear this wrap for a long time. I've used the wrap over prefolds (the old-fashioned kind of diapers that are now most commonly used for burp cloths) and over his kissaluv fitteds. The outside of the wrap stays dry. His bottom stays cool. There are no more red marks on his legs and waist from the PUL covers.

And I absolutely love my wool!

I couldn't pick which picture to post, so I finally decided to post three and be done with it. Who's going to complain about three cute kid pics?

Thanks, mom! I can't wait to get the next one! :)

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Our Saturday

Today was a LONG day for us. I didn't think we tried to do too much, but it seemed like it was too much for both boys.

The children's museum had a special program today on fire safety. They had a truck outside and a funny little train that ran around the parking lot. Braeden was excited to see the firetruck but didn't want to play in it. It was probably the firefighter that freaked him out. He did ride around the parking lot in the train with Mat once but then he wanted to go right inside to play.

We got him an ID card complete with his fingerprints. I tried to keep the whole experience kind of light but at the end the woman pointed out that there were instructions inside the packet on collecting a DNA sample. I just broke down. I can't even write about it now, so I'll just move on and say that Braeden was very happy to drive the firetruck that's inside the museum. He even brought his fire hat. (The local fire department was at our Lowe's one day and they gave him the hat.) Of course, he wears the hat backwards so it looks more like a plastic baseball cap!

He never likes to leave the museum but we bribed him with lunch out. He ate his entire lunch (pancakes!) but was a little naughty. Gage was awake and fussing because he really hadn't napped at all during the morning. Braeden fell asleep in the car on the way home but Gage was awake and talking the whole way! Poor kids were really hot and sweaty, though. When we got in the car after the museum, the car's thermometer read 110 degrees!!!

When we got back home after lunch, Bray went upstairs for quiet time. Even though he had napped in the car and was obviously very tired, he didn't sleep during quiet time. Then we were off to Lowe's for our grocery shopping. And when we got home from that, I shot a couple little videos of Braeden and Gage.

Braeden didn't like that Mat put away the teddy bear he had taken with him to the museum this morning (the bear stayed in the car while we went in to play, but Bray really likes taking him in the car and I love seeing him snuggling with the bear while we're driving!).

I'm not sure how clear Braeden's words are, so here's a little transcript. First Braeden tells me Gage's hands are juicy. :) Then he goes through a list of things he's going to teach Gage when he grows to grab the bear, to climb up on the white kitchen stool, to turn on the TV, and to push buttons on the camera. What a good big brother he is!

When we were getting ready to leave for the museum this morning we could hear a car alarm going off. It was close but muffled, so we figured the car was in a garage probably at the end of our street (but not in our cul-de-sac). Well, the damn thing is still going off! I guess the owners went on vacation and something set their alarm off. Sitting in my living room, I can hear it pretty clearly. This person's neighbors must want to kill someone! I would probably end up calling the police. Or breaking into the house to shut off the alarm.

I'm off to bed...hopefully I won't be able to hear that damn alarm in the bedroom!

Friday, June 6, 2008

Ice cube trays

I always wanted a fridge that had an ice dispenser on the front, especially one that dispenses crushed ice. I love that great crushed ice you get sometimes in a coke, the kind that makes your soda more like a slushie than just a soda. Not that my fridge gives you that perfect crushed ice, but I do love that I can have ice water any time I want it.

And because of that, I never had a need for ice cube trays. Until I had Braeden, that is. Then I bought the trays to freeze the baby food I made for him. And now I'm using them to freeze Gage's baby food. And my fresh basil. And the pesto I made from my homegrown basil. In fact, my freezer is full of ziploc baggies, all labeled with ingredient and date.

There's a baggie with cubes of banana mush, one with cubes of sweet potato mush, and later today there will be a new baggie with cubes of acorn squash mush. In the morning, I put a banana cube in one of my fiestaware fruit bowls (finally, a use for these tiny little bowls). The cube doesn't take long to thaw; it's usually ready by the time I've finished my cereal. To the thawed banana mash, I add rice cereal and a little breast milk to thin it out. And that's Gage's breakfast! He really likes it, opening his mouth for the next bite and fussing a little if I take too long between spoonfuls. Then for dinner he gets a cube of sweet potato mush. And starting tonight he can try acorn squash.

I couldn't decide which of these I liked better. In the first one, Braeden has the most earnest expression on his face. I love when he looks like that. But in this next one, he's hamming it up for the camera which is oh-so-adorable. Gage has just the slightest hint of a smile on his face which is sweet. He really lights up when Braeden is around. You can already see that he adores his big brother and is going to enjoy following him around when he's older. :)

I think after the squash, we'll try apples and then peas. I was originally thinking about carrots but I want to introduce a green vegetable to the mix before adding another orange one. I don't know if it matters much in the long run, but I want him to experience a range of tastes and colors to help ensure he grows up liking all different kinds of vegetables. And I'm already looking forward to trying peaches and pears later this summer!

Along with baggies of mush for Gage, there's also a baggie full of pesto cubes. I don't think I mentioned it on the blog, but in April I took the boys to an herb festival. Our local women's collective (I can't think of the real name) hosts an annual herb festival each spring. And each spring I've said I was going to go, but this is the first year I made it. Mat stayed home to mow the lawn and I took the two boys. Stupidly I took Gage inside in his stroller. I should have worn in him in the Moby so I would have more mobility to run after Braeden but I hadn't known what to expect. We survived, though, and I came home with three basil plants. I was nervous that they wouldn't survive my haphazard gardening, but they're doing great. And I'm inspired to plant more herbs next year. I picked basil because I love pesto but hate it out of a jar (too oily!). But even more than pesto, I've found I like adding the fresh basil leaves to things like pizza, turkey meatballs, and sauce from a jar. Sooo good.

My three plants yield more basil than the two of us can eat, so I found out you can freeze fresh basil which means I won't have to go without come January. I just chopped up the basil and put some in each of the cubes, added water, and froze them. Now I have a bag of basil ice cubes in my freezer.

When I was a kid, we used our ice cube trays for plain, old ice. This is so much more fun!

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Bed time means go to sleep

When I was a kid, I used to slip out of bed after my parents tucked me in so that I could read my Golden Books. Sometimes I would creep all the way out to the top of our stairs to read by the light from downstairs. And sometimes, if I was feeling less brave, I would sit by my door and read. More than once my parents found me asleep behind the door.

I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree because we're having some issues with Braeden accepting that lights out means bed time. He seems to think it means get out of bed and look out the window. And get out of bed to turn on the light and read books. And get out of bed to ask for a drink of water. And get out of bed to announce to us he needs to go to the bathroom. And get out of bed to...Well, you get the point.

Braeden is in bed with the lights off by 8:00. Tonight the bed time games went on until 8:45 when it finally grew quiet upstairs. Right after Mat came downstairs, we could hear Braeden calling for him. Daddy. Come. Up. Here. Now. He said it over and over, growing more insistent each time he said it. He wanted Mat to say goodnight to his Curious George. (Braeden sleeps with six or seven stuffed animals!) Once Mat came down, things were quiet for a while. By quiet, I mean he was in his room talking and singing to himself. I was sitting down on the couch when I got that weird feeling. That feeling someone was watching me. I turned around to find Braeden standing at the gate looking down at me. He wanted me to come upstairs and cover him up. Then a few minutes later he came out to say he heard a noise. After that he needed to go to the bathroom. And the last time he came out, he told me he had seen a red bird meaning he had been out of bed looking out his window.

I know some of this is happening because it stays lighter later. It throws me off too. By the time it's really dark, it's after 9:00 but in my head it's only 7:30.

But I also think he's afraid to miss something. He's particularly interested in keeping tabs on our neighborhood, especially our two neighbors with LOUD cars. He's always been like this. He was the same way while we were trying to potty train him, afraid to stop playing to go to the bathroom. It was just too easy to pee in his diaper.

Part of me thinks his aversion to bed time is cute. But I can't let him see that. Mat's very serious about bed time. He gets really pissed at Braeden's antics. And I know we need to stay together on this one so that Braeden gets the message. So I do my best to keep the smile off my face and be firm with Braeden. But sometimes I just want to laugh. And scoop Braeden up in my arms. And cover him with kisses.

Sunday, June 1, 2008


Usually when I write a blog post, I have a plan. And pictures. But this post is just going to be a random mish-mash of stuff that's been collecting over the past few days.

Saturday morning our development had a yard sale. We put out some things but got very little business. We love our cul-de-sac location but it was too far off the beaten path for buyers. Mat packed everything up two hours early and took what didn't sell (virtually everything) to the Salvation Army. The one thing I was sad to see go was Braeden's baby bedding--the comforter, bumper, and bedskirt that is. At least I still have the crib sheet!

Since we weren't busy selling, we got to hang out a little with some of our neighbors. Christina and Andy are the project people on our street. They're always refinishing furniture or doing some kind of crazy, intense landscaping project. She had a baby boy, Sam, just after Valentine's Day. He was one of those babies that looked more like an old man at birth than a brand new baby. Cute, though. She asked me how much Gage weighed now and I guessed 13 pounds. Sam, at three months old, already weighs 13+ pounds.

Then today I went to get my nails done and the woman next to me was talking about her five-month-old daughter who weighs 17 pounds!

Oh well. I have small babies. I'm tired of people trying to make me feel bad about that.

With that out of the way, I'll take a minute and show you what I've been working on. Nope, not pants. But I do love the way Gage's pants and shirts have turned out. The pants couldn't be easier and the shirts make the outfit, so you'll definitely be seeing more of them in the future. But for now, I've been making grown-up projects from a book I ordered from amazon. Bend-the-rules Sewing is full of fantastic (and easy) projects. I bought the book because I kept obsessing over the clutch on the cover. So of course that was the first thing I made...

I even made my own fabric-covered button to coordinate. I think it's a great touch!

Once I finished the clutch, I was itching to make something else. So I tried out the simple tote. I took extreme care cutting and ironing my fabrics because I really wanted the bag to turn out well. And I was very worried about wasting the cool fabric I bought. I used a brown flowery fabric for the outside and a cool striped fabric for the inside and the long handle. And inside is a pocket I made using the outside fabric. It was my first pocket, so I'm feeling pretty damn cool right now!

Here's a shot of the inside and the pocket!

I hope you guys like these as much as I do because some of you might be getting clutches, totes, or other homemade presents in the coming months! Oh, and please check out some of the new blogs I've added to the column at the right. Angry Chicken is Amy Karol's blog (author of bend-the-rules). Portabellopixie is the blog of a fabric designer...I'm in love with her new collection, Farmers Market. Those colors. That fruit. Love it.

I'm also working on a post for Braeden's blog that should be up tomorrow. I've got some pictures from Saturday's trip to the Natural Science Center. Fun. :)