The Dress

My cousin Staci has been making adorable dresses for her daughter Zoe. When we were in Portland this week Staci, Gwen and I went to a lovely fabric store and I got to pick fabric for a Gwen dress.

Skirt



Apron





Sleeves and Edging


Bodice





Staci said she was going to go home and wash the fabric directly so it would be all preped to cut and sew when she got back from Disneyland.

The next day...

Done! (Apparently the Disneyland packing went well and she got a little obsessed)

Popi offer to hold her for the pictures as he believes they both look adorable.

2G in a 4G World

While running into the gym, while trying to wrangle the two babies, I did not notice the water dripping out of my backpack until it was running down my back. I open my bag and there was a lake, my iphone in the middle looking like an island in the Pacific!

The apple website forums said to place it in a bag of rice (to draw out the moisture) and leave it there for 3-4 days.

As a stand in I have revived Jeff's old 2G iphone (the original iphone) and am currently on hold with AT&T as they attempt to get this dinosaur activated :(

(The really intelligent people who deal with problems like this have all gone home for the night. They are going to call me back in the morning when they wake up)

Caps for Sale!

Anyone who knows me, in a knitting capacity, knows I enjoy knitting baby hats.
Here are a few pictures of Gwen modeling the hats I made for Montessori in Motions (Max's School) Auction this May.
 

 This last one is for one of your many friends who just had a baby this summer.

 The book "Caps for Sale" is Max and Gwen's favorite for us all to sit down and read together.

Max plays the peddler and Gwen is the monkeys.

Grumpy Max

Any one who claims girls and boys start out the same and are given their male and female characteristics by society has never (never say never, but I am betting) not raised a child of the opposite gender.
Max is such a boy! I have not realized how physical and tactile boys really are until this last 6 months. He want to throw, flop on to, kick, smack and squish everything he can. I love him dearly but it is driving me nuts.
This charming behavior has resulted in many time outs at the Tot-Lot as he cannot resist the urge to throw the wood chips from the ground. I can see the inner turmoil every time.
Here is the grumpy face I get every time I make him come and sit.

On the happier side of things the potty training is going really well. (Warning: People who have not drug a child through this messy and painful process may not understand) Today, Max actually said he needed to go to the bathroom! And then went without any kicking, flopping or moaning!