July 22, 2011

fair warning

We're going on vacation!!! It's the first real vacation we've taken since... our weddingmoon in New Orleans?!? I had to really think about that, and wow- seriously? 2008? That's sad. But anyway, we're packing up the car and driving to beautiful Lake Chelan to enjoy a week of fun and sun and family and friends. CAN'T WAIT!!

But the real reason why I'm sharing this here now is because I'll be putting the shop in vacation mode while I'm gone and I want to provide fair warning so you're not unexpectedly left without interfacing or a fabulous custom mixer cover for a week. (tragic!) And due to the time-intensive nature of custom orders, I will need to receive those requests in advance to ensure that there's plenty of time to receive the fabric, sew 'em up, and ship 'em out- so be prepared!

Alright, here's the breakdown:

twilltape will be CLOSED on August 6 and I plan to reopen on August 15.
If you are interested in a custom order, I will need to have received the request by July 25 (that's next Monday!) and fabric should be on the way. I'll stitch it up quick and get it mailed out before we go.

Thanks for understanding, and as always, email or convo me via etsy if you have any questions at all. I'm always happy to help.

July 21, 2011

give me strength!

Ever since I read this blog post at Pancakes and French Fries and then this one at All & Sundry, I've had this paranoia about scissors and adult writing implements being left at kiddo height (obviously a valid concern to have). One morning I came downstairs with Lincoln to find a Sharpie and a box cutter on the floor from a project that hubs had been working on the night before and I flipped. Fortunately, I discovered them long before Lincoln did and returned them to a safe place, but my radar is definitely on for that kind of thing. And with a sewing room full of needles, rotary cutters, scissors and various other implements and marking tools, I try to keep pretty good tabs on all of it all the time.

We do, however, keep a box of crayons out for Lincoln to draw with. He's colored on the wall a couple of times but we've talked about it, Magic Erasered it, and went along our merry way. But then this morning Lincoln was sitting on the couch watching Monsters, Inc. while I folded laundry, and I went into the laundry room to start another load. I returned a couple of minutes later to find him standing in front of the couch with a red crayon in his hand, having scribbled big scrawls on three of the five seat cushions and one of the throw pillows. I didn't notice at first- I just asked him if he wanted to go upstairs with me to help me change the sheets on the bed and then I realized what I was actually looking at. Mama was NOT pleased and Lincoln got some serious time out while I tried to clean up his mess. Fortunately, I think the cushions must be stain protected, or else Bac-Out is more of a miracle worker than I ever realized, but it all came off with no trouble. We had a nice long discussion about how crayons must only be used to draw on paper, and I thanked my lucky stars that it wasn't a permanent marker.

Now cut to two hours later, and we had just finished a nice lunch on the deck and I'm in the kitchen cleaning up. Lincoln comes by and, as he often does, he stops at the open dishwasher to investigate. We discourage him every time, and shoo him away to play with something else, but there is something magnetic about dirty dishes to a toddler, apparently, and he just keeps coming back for more. Typically he reaches for one of his spoons from the cutlery rack, and we'll take it back and tell him that they're dirty and need to be washed before he can use them again. Today though, he must have been riding the high from his couch decorating adventure or something, because he went straight for a knife (a butter knife, but still), grabbed it from the tray and took off running and laughing maniacally. I yelled for him to stop and took off after him, but it was a fun game at this point and he was darting back and forth on the opposite side of the table from me, fully invested in our game of cat & mouse. I finally caught him halfway down the hallway, after hesitating trying to decide whether it was safer to give chase or not, since I didn't want him to get all worked up and fall on the knife. I scooped him up and took the knife from his hand, then sat him down in a chair for time out. The whole time that I was trying to explain to him that knives weren't toys and that running with knives was absolutely not a good idea, he was laughing a deep belly laugh like I was tickling him instead of reprimanding him. There was nothing jovial in the tone of my voice, and I had a firm grip on his arms to try to get him to sit down and take a time out, but to Lincoln, we were having the best time we'd had all day! What gives? How are you supposed to teach toddlers about dangerous things when they don't seem to get the difference between serious and hilarious? I'm puzzled. And exhausted. David returns tonight from a 9 day business trip, and I couldn't be happier. I can't wait to hand over half of the parenting responsibility to someone else again. Just a few hours to go! I hope we both survive!

July 19, 2011

adorable owls

It's been a while since I've had a request for a custom mixer cover that wasn't a re-run of something that I've already made, so I was really excited to get this order recently. Look at the cute combination of fabrics that my customer selected!

The owl print is Robert Kaufman and the trim is by Erin McMorris for Free Spirit. I love how bright and cheerful this cover is! My favorite thing about making custom orders is that it's so much fun to see what people pick out and to make something completely unique.

I get a lot of inquiries about the custom order process from my Etsy shop, and I find that everyone has the same questions, so I'll be putting together a post that tackles some of the frequently asked questions regarding custom orders very soon. Keep an eye out for it!

July 16, 2011

on laziness and toddlers

Hello! It's been a while. I've missed you! Every day I think of something that I would like to share here in this space, and every day laziness wins out over productivity. Or, by the time I sit down at the computer after finally getting the crazy-town non-sleeping toddler asleep (in my bed, btw), my eyes glaze over and I realize that I don't really have anything interesting to share after all. Better just get to bed myself! Anyway, all this to say that yes, I'm alive. Still sewing, still mama-ing, and mostly just loving every minute of it all.

The marker still hasn't come all the way off, and this was four baths ago! Maybe we need washable ones?

Lincoln will be two in less than a month, and it's (past) time to start planning a little party for him. Also- holy crap! How did this happen! Two??? He's currently loving The Cat in the Hat, and has figured out how to work Daddy's iPad to watch it on the PBS Kids app all by himself. I thought that a "Cat Hat" (as Lincoln says) themed party would be kind of fun, and then I found some cute little buckets in the dollar bin at Target that are the perfect size for little snacks or party favors or whatever, and they've got the Cat right on them, so it's sealed. I figure some cupcakes with red, white, and blue frosting, and a bowl of fishy crackers and we've got it nailed. Right? He's only two- he won't really remember the details. Anyway, should be fun.

The little man is sure a fun kiddo to be around these days- he's talking a lot and he's such a sweetie most of the time. He's pretty reserved and gentle, definitely an observer more than a barrel head-first into traffic kind of kid, which I appreciate. He says "bluss you" when you sneeze (or burp), and it just kills me when I hand him a cup of apple juice or a granola bar or whatever and he says "thank you, mama". I taught him how to sing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star the other night, and I almost died he was so cute singing it to me. I took a really crappy video in the dark with my phone, and if I can figure out how to make it look a little better, or just upload the audio, I'll share it here. Adorable.

He does weird things like taking off his socks in the car and putting them on his hands. Then falls asleep and falls victim to my camera.

He is also, as mentioned previously, almost two though, and he's definitely entered into a new stage of independence and limit-testing. He says that he "needs" almost everything- "Lincoln needs milk", and when I ask him to say "please" he just shakes his head and says no. If we don't get him something quickly enough, a few quick little stomps are his favorite way to spur us into action. And just about everything in the house is "mines," in the world according to Lincoln. My iPhone, Daddy's computer, every book and toy in the house. All "MINES!"

We took the side off his crib once he learned to climb over to avoid any broken bones, and things haven't been the same around here since! He all but refuses to sleep in his bed now but will happily take up the middle 65% of ours, arms and elbows growing out of every side of his little body to kick and poke us all night long. He will, however, happily "play sleep" just about anywhere, including on the kitchen floor under dirty dish towel blankets.

He knows all of his colors and the name of every vehicle that drives, floats, or flies. He can count to ten and says his ABC's, minus a few of the less-important blocks of letters. He knows lots of animals, the names of his books, and "reads" along with his favorite parts. "Boom, Boom, Boom. Mr. Brown is a wonder" is one of his favorite parts from Mr. Brown Can Moo! Can You? He tells us "nice shirt" and "nice hair" all the time, which is just hilarious considering the clothing and bedhead that he tends to compliment. I guess we're always looking our best to our biggest fan.

Lincoln loves to visit the Post Office with me, "where the mail trucks live," and will point out a mail truck or a bus coming down the street from blocks away. He also loves the view of the airport from our deck, and will happily watch "big white airplanes" land and take off all day long. He loves to play in the back yard in the new "soft grass" that we put in, and is slowly learning that we mean it when we tell him not to pull it all out or sprinkle dirt all over it from the nearby vegetable beds. We haven't had too much in the way of summer yet, but we did manage to enjoy a Push-Pop on a sunny day recently. It was a good day!

So anyway, all this to say that it's been mostly fun things that are keeping me from hanging out in this space as much as I would like to be here. And that toddlerhood is pretty amazing and Lincoln is such a delight. Pretty happy to be this kid's mama! And he's awake now, and currently yelling at me from the kitchen that he "needs fishy crackers," so I better move along. Before the stomping ensues.