tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21339085338311320052024-03-21T17:19:20.284-05:00The Dailies (or semi-dailies)Scroll down to read daily happenings, funny stories, and baby updates!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.comBlogger251125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-11564158167676245782009-10-13T11:20:00.002-05:002009-10-13T11:29:55.398-05:00Win a Home Goods gift card!Home Goods (HappySighAsIWishIHadSomeValidExcuseToBuyMuranoGlassPieces) and BlogHer have teamed up with 8 bloggers to give away 8 $100 Home Goods gift cards!<br /><br />Take the <a href="http://shar.es/1ZiXR">HomeGoods StyleScope Quiz</a>, then <a href="http://www.blogher.com/homegoods-reviews-and-sweepstakes?reviewer3">visit the 8 blogs</a> that are sponsoring the giveaways.<br /><br />Here are my results, which are kind of accurate:<br /><blockquote><div class="quixBox"> <div class="quixBoxInfo"> <h3> <span class="quizName"><strong>Hilary</strong>, you are a</span> <span id="QuizYouAre" class="quizYouAre">Global Casual</span></h3> <p>Your home is warm and inviting, and expresses your curiosity and zest for life. You have wide-ranging interests, and an appreciation for many different cultures and ways of life. You bring a sense of the far-flung world into your home through its décor through unique or artisan-made treasures. Objects in your home tend to reflect your personality, your passions, your values, and your eclectic interests. This gives your home a sense of intrigue and comfort.</p> <p>You value creativity. You are stylish and fun loving, and can be an inspiration to others. You have a natural sense of drama, and you know you have to be willing to take risks—whether with colors, finishes, furniture choices, or ideas—for your home to stand out. Your home can be happy and lively and the place all of your friends want to be.</p> </div> </div></blockquote>Oh, how I wish I had more time/money/freedom to decorate my house...but it's just not a priority for me. Through some of the blogs I've been following, I am learning to make the things around me look beautiful and thereby make me happier, but right now it isn't more important than my family and my business. Of course, I love it when I can do a project <span style="font-style: italic;">with </span>my family. That's really fun!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-21698263367845682612009-09-30T20:42:00.003-05:002009-09-30T21:32:07.268-05:00Works For Me Wednesday ~ Fancy-Schmancy ArtWe love <a href="http://www.scholastic.com/titles/authors/freymann_elffers.htm">Saxton Freymann</a>'s carved food illustrations and thought his <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0767154932?ie=UTF8&tag=thedailorsemi-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=0767154932">mini wall calendar</a><img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thedailorsemi-20&l=as2&o=1&a=0767154932" alt="" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /> would be perfect art to hang in the kitchen.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh95S_TULu3o10joBrqeUEt-C5Rja-9LpqYI9H0LFFFaiBHu49xI9dWbUit0TqPZDRU7VcaIrY2PMs7UwDAm5MxdDxlQ8uK2LrgoZPmHYN4Joif6AJZejfwlPkpKDqEtwA6bO1RN7-rB_K_/s1600-h/food.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 193px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh95S_TULu3o10joBrqeUEt-C5Rja-9LpqYI9H0LFFFaiBHu49xI9dWbUit0TqPZDRU7VcaIrY2PMs7UwDAm5MxdDxlQ8uK2LrgoZPmHYN4Joif6AJZejfwlPkpKDqEtwA6bO1RN7-rB_K_/s400/food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387451013179084642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We finally found <a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/80074737">these cheap frames</a> from IKEA to fit the square calendar pages (only a little trimming was required). The great part is that there are <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=mini%20wall%20calendar&tag=thedailorsemi-20&index=office-products&linkCode=ur2&camp=1789&creative=9325">mini wall calendars</a><img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thedailorsemi-20&l=ur2&o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /> available for just about every subject imaginable, from kittens to Impressionist art. What an easy and inexpensive way to get great art into your home! For larger prints, just scoop up a regular-sized calendar — they can even be secondhand!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUeg_p9m5g5e_y684IEitOlfe1fuDrhP3-HrxxFnYGq-cWWpSqWknLCoyRHM44yT93zoZe9X-In8ZoXjcfuMsyojJ4cp3O3z05Qx6Kkcys1GwskPTtA9k04lFJPZOJvOmAg-A7a5oo6S8/s1600-h/picture.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUeg_p9m5g5e_y684IEitOlfe1fuDrhP3-HrxxFnYGq-cWWpSqWknLCoyRHM44yT93zoZe9X-In8ZoXjcfuMsyojJ4cp3O3z05Qx6Kkcys1GwskPTtA9k04lFJPZOJvOmAg-A7a5oo6S8/s400/picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387451018378166834" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiylLIDNKExcQ8zrdaGJ2k383Q_H7JeDBxqJTUZSibctOBIk_gx2zhdXwikfKZjJf0vmEZYQyiU0RG1RU1DCyr3uJsuX9WxrOsLmjqG8pEuLfGAZ0CV5VDoZsThoAXNaN6KPNEryA-r98cC/s1600-h/picturehook.jpg"><br /></a>The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-87252587193699279352009-09-23T21:10:00.003-05:002009-09-23T22:08:06.296-05:00Works For Me Wednesday ~ Conquer the Dish Monster<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiohtN6zvbG_-aq8SpIeT5mhppICL3y77896G-ZMYB3xRzrOcoTF4hog-b5uaY_iG3g7aoa5oPzMhXgzFcTvhEIIztfHiw8n0xV1IhR9boBlVrQGKaJMbl2_y9IyQJqEqjeBZ-dSY9hN93W/s1600-h/WorksForMeWednesdayLogo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiohtN6zvbG_-aq8SpIeT5mhppICL3y77896G-ZMYB3xRzrOcoTF4hog-b5uaY_iG3g7aoa5oPzMhXgzFcTvhEIIztfHiw8n0xV1IhR9boBlVrQGKaJMbl2_y9IyQJqEqjeBZ-dSY9hN93W/s400/WorksForMeWednesdayLogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384851229257509202" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We finally did it. After I don't know how long since I was inspired by a story in a magazine, we finally pared-down our dishes.<br /><br />We don't have a dishwasher [cue violin music]. Our entire four-person family has had some sort of a cold/infection/nastiness for the last 9 days (rendering us unable to stand long enough to do them), so our dishes were absolutely disgraceful. Like, to the point where the bottom ones had stuff growing in them. Ew. Unfortunately, this is not the first time it's gotten to that point. For those of you with dishwashers, perhaps your problem is getting your kids *coughHUSBANDcough* to put their dirty dishes in there instead of dumping them in the sink.<br /><br />Anyway, fortunately, my husband recovered first (yay!) and spent over an hour tackling the leaning tower of filth on Monday while I wasted away on the couch. After getting most of the dishes clean, we decided to pare them down. We didn't want to get rid of all of our matched dishes, and some things held sentimental value, but it seemed absolutely ridiculous for two adults and a toddler to dirty so many dishes. We were also sick of all the melamine "kid" tableware that couldn't tolerate hot food or microwaving (all our other dishes are stoneware).<br /><br />We divided the dishes into three categories — usable, guest, and other — and divided our kitchen dish cabinets the same way, from the bottom up.<br /><br />USABLE<br />For the "usable" dishes, we pulled out two dinner plates, two small plates, two large bowls (for soup or salad), two cereal bowls (for cereal), and two tiny bowls (for ice cream), plus a small stoneware plate, small bowl, and tiny bowl for our toddler. So each of us has one set of dishes — all we could possibly need <span style="font-style: italic;">for a meal</span>. These all went on the lowest (most reachable) of the three shelves in the upper kitchen cabinet. The same goes for cups and mugs; each adult got one tall glass, one juice glass, and one mug. Our toddler got two sippy cups and a mug. These items are all we're allowed to use for ourselves, period. If we forget to wash our bowls after using them, we have to wash them before we can use bowls again — even if we're in a hurry or don't feel like it or something. No getting one off a different shelf "just this once" or anything. Aside from the fact that this will get us in the habit of doing the dishes regularly, it's also great to know that we'll never have huge mounds of dishes again!<br /><br />GUEST<br />The rest of the <span style="font-style: italic;">matching </span>glasses, plates, and bowls went on the next shelf up, the "guest" shelf. On the rare occasion that we have company over, our guests will be "allowed" to use the other items that match what we already use regularly. In the case of mugs (who doesn't accumulate those?), we only put two on the guest shelf. For guest "sippys," we kept all the restaurant kids' cups with plastic lids and straws. I shudder when I think of someone else's kid chewing on the spout of one of our sippys.<br /><br />OTHER<br />The bowls that none of us like to use got put in the "other" category, as did the cups that my husband hates to wash because his hand doesn't fit all the way inside. :) The "kidware" and the sippys that we hate went there, too, all up on the highest shelf in the cabinet. The theory is, if we can go weeks or months without using those things (or in the case of the hated sippys, if our son never asks for them), it's probably safe to get rid of them. The items we rarely use (sports bottles, travel mugs) went up there too, but that's because we don't need to have them readily-accessible.<br /><br />It isn't really pretty and neat to look at, since the upper shelves are more crammed than the "usable" shelf, but it's so AWESOME in the functionality department. It's so easy to see three or four dirty dishes sitting there from lunch and just wash them, as opposed to seeing three or four dirty dishes sitting there and then thinking, "Whew! I'm glad I don't <span style="font-style: italic;">have </span>to do dishes yet — we've still got four of those plates left to use for dinner!" and letting them pile up to unmanageable levels. Plus, bonus: when we do get rid of some of the "other" stuff, we'll have more storage space!<br /><br />In the original magazine story that inspired this change, the large family packed up their other dishes and had each family member personalize a bowl, a plate, and a mug (maybe it was at a paint-your-own-stoneware place?). If <span style="font-style: italic;">your </span>bowl was dirty, it stayed dirty until <span style="font-style: italic;">you </span>washed it (or bribed a sibling to wash it). If you wanted your bowl for soup <span style="font-style: italic;">and </span>for ice cream at the same meal, you washed it between uses. That eliminated the "not me" monster in addition to the mounds of dirty dishes. There was no getting around it if it was your bowl left in the sink!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-81558450170282680782009-09-18T14:14:00.006-05:002009-09-18T19:34:39.843-05:00More Library Craft Pics and More Etc.Here are those pics I promised of the<a href="http://taliajenea.blogspot.com/2009/09/library-craft-etc.html"> Scrabble tile pendants </a>we made at the library. My cutouts are from "Mod Floral Pink" scrapbook paper by Vera Bradley. Once I realized that the bails would be glued on (and thus, render the pendants non-reversible), I used blank tiles for my second and third pendants. 'Cause I'm anal like that.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh5yQ_hFeCekBfKchhy1Tc_1qVcBvzxLETP-A6SdgtFfEioprdWsr8AxOW8uQwupFAxwwvAmhP7DBrgTKnAAYfGuIrhUYfpWtdcpabrNAMIk2F_A9EpESJUSaei2Va1Z818xXeu-F2sawh/s1600-h/ScrabbleTilePendant1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh5yQ_hFeCekBfKchhy1Tc_1qVcBvzxLETP-A6SdgtFfEioprdWsr8AxOW8uQwupFAxwwvAmhP7DBrgTKnAAYfGuIrhUYfpWtdcpabrNAMIk2F_A9EpESJUSaei2Va1Z818xXeu-F2sawh/s400/ScrabbleTilePendant1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382964715421556530" border="0" /></a><br /><br />What a horrid photo. You can tell I'm not my husband.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG_3SwdiUo5OqdeIyPHtJdIqV-DyQDrAmIwNRiWY5ECuHgP5i53aDLbQeXchc_W5akcgD5WM6_USW_j88dlRFnyavpEtogtoU8ATx9Kf4IAVBC4Uy9cO1XCzykTJ5nog0W5OvUW_Acbmve/s1600-h/ScrabbleTilePendant2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG_3SwdiUo5OqdeIyPHtJdIqV-DyQDrAmIwNRiWY5ECuHgP5i53aDLbQeXchc_W5akcgD5WM6_USW_j88dlRFnyavpEtogtoU8ATx9Kf4IAVBC4Uy9cO1XCzykTJ5nog0W5OvUW_Acbmve/s400/ScrabbleTilePendant2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382964705751349106" border="0" /></a><br /><br />You can see where I tried to add more Aleene's Paper Glaze after I realized it hadn't reached the bottom. I didn't bother with a close-up of the third tile, which became a disaster after I leaned over it carefully, checking for bubbles to pop, and dropped the straight pin flat in the middle of the semi-congealed Paper Glaze. Yeah, you can't fix something like that. At least when I wear it as a pendant, no one will be close enough to notice. (Or as I tell my clients, "If someone is that close, they don't care what it looks like.")<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtzYOBmiD0acNHiyfHjdQf5iMxJlw1f6bknKAI_OgM98m-zCO0gNUmwIyiFJVQmz0BN7efQDDOwAm-VNpgNb3iqZpqJwZ_z5Z9__g6urLNZln8u5MaR9ZkuyzLfZ81kypn4ek20euUNYOa/s1600-h/ScrabbleTilePendant3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtzYOBmiD0acNHiyfHjdQf5iMxJlw1f6bknKAI_OgM98m-zCO0gNUmwIyiFJVQmz0BN7efQDDOwAm-VNpgNb3iqZpqJwZ_z5Z9__g6urLNZln8u5MaR9ZkuyzLfZ81kypn4ek20euUNYOa/s400/ScrabbleTilePendant3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382964704512203810" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here's the one "lettered" tile I used. Did you happen to notice my <a href="http://taliajenea.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-tie-dye-and-other-updates.html">Lego-decimated manicure</a>? Yes, I thought you might've.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOXbKFjTQBR0-u2bOgHTBWA5LQnciAISu7Ecy5r0S3NTGp_9UVkrD_Uhz2wq139TLwNiV0v08BuWmLUwrPNrOcTZ7V8AxLwE2ryrgkmNC0hAsuLC39StpA3joliOiTfIu4ERZl63vE2W3n/s1600-h/ScrabbleTilePendant4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOXbKFjTQBR0-u2bOgHTBWA5LQnciAISu7Ecy5r0S3NTGp_9UVkrD_Uhz2wq139TLwNiV0v08BuWmLUwrPNrOcTZ7V8AxLwE2ryrgkmNC0hAsuLC39StpA3joliOiTfIu4ERZl63vE2W3n/s400/ScrabbleTilePendant4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382964695686611074" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We were laying down for Caspian's nap today (he's been asking me to cuddle with him for naps and right after he wakes up), and he started stroking my face with the back of his hand and fingers. This isn't so odd, since he often caresses my arm or whatever he can reach when he's falling asleep. My sweet boy. So anyway, he was stroking my face when he decided to stick his fingers up my nose. My sweet boy. After I asked him not to do that (and he giggled — stinker), he started to settle down, his eyes got half-lidded, and he started running the back of his hand and fingers across my mouth, over and over. I tensed, waiting for those fingers to jam up my nose again, when he whispered, "I love you." My sweet boy.<br /><br />My achy miserableness of the past few days is "just another mono flare-up", says my doctor. Sigh. When I went in on Wednesday, he even said, "I hope it <span style="font-style: italic;">is </span>strep, just so we can do something about it"...but no. Rest and fluids is all I can do. Fluids are no problem (120+ oz of water yesterday, for example), but the rest? Ah, rest. I remember you. From college, right? Want to know something interesting about mono? My doctor says that 90% of people get mono for about 6 weeks and then never get it again for the rest of their lives. The other 10% gets what's called "chronic mono". I've had it for approximately 6 months now. Woo-hoo. Well, I may be miserable and tired, but at least I'm not contagious to my clients. You can bet I'll answer "Great!" to anyone who asks how I am (as MK said, "If you don't think you're great, nobody else will either").<br /><br />Speaking of mono, guess what I did today? Used a neti pot! Well, not really. I used a peri bottle (which I brought home from the hospital) <span style="font-style: italic;">as </span>a neti pot. Hey, it worked great! I used 3/8tsp. table salt and dissolved it in a little hot water, then added lukewarm water to make 8oz. Apparently, it only stings if you use too <span style="font-style: italic;">little </span>salt and it's not the same salinity as your nasal passages. Effective, but weird. I didn't like it when it ran into my mouth, but it sure was nice to breathe through <span style="font-style: italic;">both</span> nostrils for the first time in three days. If you don't have $15 for an official neti pot and you don't have a leftover peri bottle, you can try a turkey baster or a sport squirt water bottle or a teapot. Just don't use <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jC4ZHUfEnZw&feature=related">rock salt</a>.The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-8049089514355797712009-09-14T21:12:00.000-05:002009-09-15T11:09:09.972-05:00Library Craft, Etc.Even though we're already using cloth diapers and wipes, we're looking for more ways to save money (and inadvertently go green in the process — bonus). I started using a <a href="http://www.thecrystal.com/product_information.cfm">crystal deodorant</a> yesterday, and we're going to stop using disposable paper towels and napkins in favor of more dishtowels and cloth napkins (16 for $2.97 at Salvation Army). I really, really want to try <a href="http://www.laundrytree.com/">soap nuts</a>, too.<br /><br />If you have a baby, you need to get <a href="http://www.mom4life.com/catalog.php?item=1826">Magic Stick</a>, period. Go. Buy it. Wow. No, I'm serious — go.<br /><br />I found <a href="http://www.enchantedlearning.com/">this site</a> recently, which has a LOT of printables (including coloring books). Yay!<br /><br />As promised, here are the library crafts we made on Saturday. The pop can pull-tab bracelets are made just like <a href="http://www.savetheworlddesigns.com/pull_tab_bracelets.html">these</a>, only with fabric strips (folded like binding tape) instead of leather. One lady there made it long enough for a belt, and another did a headband with a flower! I think I might try spray painting the tabs and using ribbon instead of fabric, next time. My mom made hers like the ones on that site, with all the tabs "facing" the same direction; I did one-up-one-down instead, and it made a scalloped edge (cool). We sewed snaps on as closures and covered the snap top with a button. Trés chic, non?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpvNGODKmx35qZLzjBwasGovZIGO7J7zdPffy-NPf3X4AY7XimpCTVq2bZsDY_itEK1r-k_TfwrWuCczjVjfSRzSb8t33B0JF99CjmOsyUTV1n2aISXPqklXg5blQFTKnOQR3SGY-bpkw/s1600-h/PopTabBracelet1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpvNGODKmx35qZLzjBwasGovZIGO7J7zdPffy-NPf3X4AY7XimpCTVq2bZsDY_itEK1r-k_TfwrWuCczjVjfSRzSb8t33B0JF99CjmOsyUTV1n2aISXPqklXg5blQFTKnOQR3SGY-bpkw/s400/PopTabBracelet1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381716158835461218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiW6-8YfEa4jAR-zfsF3jbhjj81fwDoSvcw6rkjYk6TMaBKta7FZ4nLCIHgjRmJ_EVsLkASeSnPO2h7ppAPUZ7H_3r-xqXX7LKum34LLgAoqdTNCrz0gsnoLdp5-C2LJoCWAqeGFiwW0xU/s1600-h/PopTabBracelet2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiW6-8YfEa4jAR-zfsF3jbhjj81fwDoSvcw6rkjYk6TMaBKta7FZ4nLCIHgjRmJ_EVsLkASeSnPO2h7ppAPUZ7H_3r-xqXX7LKum34LLgAoqdTNCrz0gsnoLdp5-C2LJoCWAqeGFiwW0xU/s400/PopTabBracelet2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381716156705195330" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijSVKK8OOMcmSGPImdmR1EDn3jQ29fsFRZhDd4m-15bE3TwSmb5wo4iCweah2BzBZbaui7xXY_a9iGJgAYJ0L9AGc9xBq5DHHbkAEtu79UnjDFyt7HJ78t0AnfWbEkYz36FdSCa-UWD3JC/s1600-h/PopTabBracelet3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijSVKK8OOMcmSGPImdmR1EDn3jQ29fsFRZhDd4m-15bE3TwSmb5wo4iCweah2BzBZbaui7xXY_a9iGJgAYJ0L9AGc9xBq5DHHbkAEtu79UnjDFyt7HJ78t0AnfWbEkYz36FdSCa-UWD3JC/s400/PopTabBracelet3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381716148176208626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBF5w4SF6Iy6UZHYmUKMG-TFwRLxIqoKiiDVAJwmDlUbN11hjC-1wqhcaUW9xcUrPeXI4TahA0ctDqDZ7r8T-wsmbnAUBiw-CedkSdZH_2Huyh4aVXTSUDdTGXcEMHXOD8rskTcJw_zbwQ/s1600-h/PopTabBracelet4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBF5w4SF6Iy6UZHYmUKMG-TFwRLxIqoKiiDVAJwmDlUbN11hjC-1wqhcaUW9xcUrPeXI4TahA0ctDqDZ7r8T-wsmbnAUBiw-CedkSdZH_2Huyh4aVXTSUDdTGXcEMHXOD8rskTcJw_zbwQ/s400/PopTabBracelet4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381716141795169330" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The other craft was cutting out (Vera Bradley) scrapbook paper pieces, ModPodging them onto Scrabble tiles, and supergluing silver Aanraku bails on the back to make pendants. We also topped them with Aleene's Paper Glaze, to give them a snazzy "glass" finish. The bails covered up part of the back, so I used blank tiles for mine. <span style="font-style: italic;">I must get Paper Glaze!</span> Wow. No pics yet, because the glaze is still milky-translucent.<br /><br />Please PLEASE check out my <a href="http://beautyblog.kyredhead.com/">Beauty Blog</a> for details on a ONE-DAY ONLY sale for Tuesday, 9/15!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-15580108627521454242009-09-13T19:30:00.011-05:002009-09-13T21:07:34.099-05:00More Tie Dye (and Other Updates)I got to go back and hang out with Deb Thursday for some more tie-dye-and-talk time. Yay!<br /><br />Who says rainbows can't be for boys?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjipTzHYPhk16a2feYWQqn2UXyUCedruzGugvOf_ZccXePnYYbvj0gaZA71T7JyCP-FU8xMYPP-jwYNfqWN8urZodKHPViiEXUW4nvy-DYY4ohJmbaHaQ6bNcR5UDpzG79-eYsltMgaALoQ/s1600-h/post-bullseye.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjipTzHYPhk16a2feYWQqn2UXyUCedruzGugvOf_ZccXePnYYbvj0gaZA71T7JyCP-FU8xMYPP-jwYNfqWN8urZodKHPViiEXUW4nvy-DYY4ohJmbaHaQ6bNcR5UDpzG79-eYsltMgaALoQ/s400/post-bullseye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381131068795865282" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is a flower. The two leaves were an afterthought, which is why they're so small.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP0qt8rmyVklRkzmwyAgJPrKcKhxq_OH67gRcsLkfIbdDv5Qbk8y0KYceB_bilWZ-H1wje6JN15583bGkd8wnvSsswahHKu1ADKkYWGtn4gSoEEYgaW8RaRAH5KEUqKtBiyMdolaFJbmdk/s1600-h/post-flower.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP0qt8rmyVklRkzmwyAgJPrKcKhxq_OH67gRcsLkfIbdDv5Qbk8y0KYceB_bilWZ-H1wje6JN15583bGkd8wnvSsswahHKu1ADKkYWGtn4gSoEEYgaW8RaRAH5KEUqKtBiyMdolaFJbmdk/s400/post-flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381131065867043538" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This was an experiment. I hand-gathered the snaky line, just to see if it was possible, then decided to make it an art piece. It's titled <span style="font-style: italic;">Infiltration</span>, and it's a war between warm and cool colors. A few "agents" from each side have infiltrated the other side. Oooh, artsy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr_mSsY77tM_QLz4OHa_R4qbrHivDuCgiT9Qi8RwSMSUSCuheKq1amhA1odqbZrJkNBhZv2XI65BdFbb5jgJCzf17f3FblA2Ccx8vI3QHBPMaHaTMN_3vzOWPcIIODlqdy9hIJHSS-gVU3/s1600-h/post-infiltration.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr_mSsY77tM_QLz4OHa_R4qbrHivDuCgiT9Qi8RwSMSUSCuheKq1amhA1odqbZrJkNBhZv2XI65BdFbb5jgJCzf17f3FblA2Ccx8vI3QHBPMaHaTMN_3vzOWPcIIODlqdy9hIJHSS-gVU3/s400/post-infiltration.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381130332596748018" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This was also an experiment. It involved a snowflake fold, chopsticks, and binder clips. I'm particularly proud of the gradient.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu-wps89EnCqLZB3_bysUiHCDvHsYCrzk6xPw2WmpkIjout3Kmw-us4MhN-qjxz60W5b9Tv1Po39uakZ9HfofpHgE06Z2Y78wjktNrXZFzGDKFgPf2mCuuXDgWUsb_fWaw2zfKfaon0kSs/s1600-h/post-snowflake.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu-wps89EnCqLZB3_bysUiHCDvHsYCrzk6xPw2WmpkIjout3Kmw-us4MhN-qjxz60W5b9Tv1Po39uakZ9HfofpHgE06Z2Y78wjktNrXZFzGDKFgPf2mCuuXDgWUsb_fWaw2zfKfaon0kSs/s400/post-snowflake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381130321340302482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkx02wpT5uYWAWtWf__ucJNKUB6ycKUDq89atz-SmDk7npBBHYb897vNilr0AKIpM7wk-ry8-kMzYzMbPVzHX0Jx_epJkg96MDCI-x_gM-ThLJLGDW_v4el-2VALvFSfKCAYmLIOthhGi8/s1600-h/post-snowflakegradient.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkx02wpT5uYWAWtWf__ucJNKUB6ycKUDq89atz-SmDk7npBBHYb897vNilr0AKIpM7wk-ry8-kMzYzMbPVzHX0Jx_epJkg96MDCI-x_gM-ThLJLGDW_v4el-2VALvFSfKCAYmLIOthhGi8/s400/post-snowflakegradient.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381131082236500674" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilwmwYGOdc61JkBkd8S_RZHyhCqJSBwb5WKCysdilfi-CiPWebN8zUwufQPHzE2F_8TX4M9t7Qr95FEHh50o2ITuc-VlQF_dT39pz2cg7IjXejhAqWUNCilBvleUmTQc4cnQl5_TYqkvBF/s1600-h/post-snowflakebinder.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilwmwYGOdc61JkBkd8S_RZHyhCqJSBwb5WKCysdilfi-CiPWebN8zUwufQPHzE2F_8TX4M9t7Qr95FEHh50o2ITuc-VlQF_dT39pz2cg7IjXejhAqWUNCilBvleUmTQc4cnQl5_TYqkvBF/s400/post-snowflakebinder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381131077950900594" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After Charlie checked out his previously-dyed blood shirt, he realized that they had given him the wrong size. So he dyed his other blood shirt just like it (only he decided to make the starburst originate from a different point on the back of the shirt, just to see if he could).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5SR2p5OrsMMQiZQos2p4KM5H8-h8Lu3Js40wvweGCbo6hMhUvQmZJqzGQH8AvF9bDaKJ6FAhzRt4C9cP1nbNKhgy4_Hzy0tD6EQqdtJlMxfME66kHLGnZ20Fc1VJukbekWlEYgEPgv7wQ/s1600-h/post-Charlieshirt2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5SR2p5OrsMMQiZQos2p4KM5H8-h8Lu3Js40wvweGCbo6hMhUvQmZJqzGQH8AvF9bDaKJ6FAhzRt4C9cP1nbNKhgy4_Hzy0tD6EQqdtJlMxfME66kHLGnZ20Fc1VJukbekWlEYgEPgv7wQ/s400/post-Charlieshirt2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381130316274910802" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitpxXDmHn14ZCFelwZptv81tv_5M3-8RP2RZtPelT1XGHV7hsDR0qi0IdElooo3CmbOKTYxatB25R9_68lh8NQKIYfkCqWm_hkhpuABWT-ncQxODZRGSExRXUXDpkbIKH-FwfuR7_H0uJm/s1600-h/post-Charlieshirt2back.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitpxXDmHn14ZCFelwZptv81tv_5M3-8RP2RZtPelT1XGHV7hsDR0qi0IdElooo3CmbOKTYxatB25R9_68lh8NQKIYfkCqWm_hkhpuABWT-ncQxODZRGSExRXUXDpkbIKH-FwfuR7_H0uJm/s400/post-Charlieshirt2back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381130314365526258" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I also made a second attempt at a butterfly, and reeeeeeally love this one! I spread it out when I dyed the background so it wouldn't be symmetrical. I even got a little black "tail" at the bottom of each wing (and I loooove the b&w "bits" around each wing, too).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpzd2EGe1EIZHAUhu4KEz_Bi5CNpONC16enueon98wIb-QE_hRpNZskvkawGT5FSoYYB5M9xDE0EAY6wh6GZB-WZiQ-wWIGqWUHvJkY5US9B_rT70f_RSjNeRKTyKhTSFn-f9opgi90dHZ/s1600-h/post-butterflycape2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpzd2EGe1EIZHAUhu4KEz_Bi5CNpONC16enueon98wIb-QE_hRpNZskvkawGT5FSoYYB5M9xDE0EAY6wh6GZB-WZiQ-wWIGqWUHvJkY5US9B_rT70f_RSjNeRKTyKhTSFn-f9opgi90dHZ/s400/post-butterflycape2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381130304924287586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A month after his first (and only) potty poo, Caspian did it again tonight! Shocking. Awesome and shocking. He's working on his speech as well — saying "L" instead of "Y" (like "love" instead of "yuv"). It's so cute: he really over-enunciates it, to show that he's trying. :) He is crazy intelligent. Vocabulary, logic, observations...everything. What an amazing kid.<br /><br />We had a great family play date down at the park by the creek a week or two ago. Caspian and Charlie explored and threw pebbles in the creek, while Perrin and I played on a blanket. The city was there mowing and trimming, but it didn't affect us. We did leave when they started spraying, though. :P The funny thing about this picture is that it represents how little personal space Perrin will probably grow up to have! He gets kissed and smooshed all the time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC2pUexHYRPV_CPJf-o4H4PPp3jBRXTPP2BdL7Cosy4i1sBm1_QBRm2T7R2dfqs43yWRQNQDCZtR2JLvDjPqNLaQNMwp0_i3y5Q-cGq3VYygdDDeaskX_lY2PmSzrzx2EAf4NFCkDJHwFF/s1600-h/AboutToKiss4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC2pUexHYRPV_CPJf-o4H4PPp3jBRXTPP2BdL7Cosy4i1sBm1_QBRm2T7R2dfqs43yWRQNQDCZtR2JLvDjPqNLaQNMwp0_i3y5Q-cGq3VYygdDDeaskX_lY2PmSzrzx2EAf4NFCkDJHwFF/s400/AboutToKiss4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381121005268408226" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A few days ago, Caspian said he didn't want lunch, then he said he wanted a hand for lunch. Yes, a hand. So I asked him, "If I got you a hand for lunch, would you eat it?" He looked really surprised, but said yes...so I cut one out of a tortilla! He thought it was awesome. He kept saying, "Just three fingers left!...Just two fingers left!"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRM8GyqBwmnR2WT-TaNAlJyLNMu5XbuJTdwRtOEEsi36b_8KPo4fh-L0IHvLmbO2EKWUttvA9KeBPCgvoWsKH49UJ1WAerI565WKIgvH-aQ1Te1XJ5nSK290N3PNZ6cYqZIkc3SHE5ZGeu/s1600-h/HandTortilla1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRM8GyqBwmnR2WT-TaNAlJyLNMu5XbuJTdwRtOEEsi36b_8KPo4fh-L0IHvLmbO2EKWUttvA9KeBPCgvoWsKH49UJ1WAerI565WKIgvH-aQ1Te1XJ5nSK290N3PNZ6cYqZIkc3SHE5ZGeu/s400/HandTortilla1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381120991720241266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiuGjf0B1wPHXx8S8kXXAPwBYhnD7lKHHg_X6ETxN8vX5wlOG06x4qvPzfSAqBDFJBfF8idUqyfkXerZgnN6fQvkPUWurdi61adIYrGvu3vGzbQiO7q1RzX4gp-9vvSHg0s882QjxGsZ5k/s1600-h/HandTortilla2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiuGjf0B1wPHXx8S8kXXAPwBYhnD7lKHHg_X6ETxN8vX5wlOG06x4qvPzfSAqBDFJBfF8idUqyfkXerZgnN6fQvkPUWurdi61adIYrGvu3vGzbQiO7q1RzX4gp-9vvSHg0s882QjxGsZ5k/s400/HandTortilla2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381120986967965762" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Perrin is so alert and intelligent and HAPPY and teething — oh my, the drool. He has also established his own bedtime every night. Around 8:30 or 9, he nurses (whether he needs to eat or not) just to go to sleep — then he sleeps all night! He's Mr. Wants-to-Sit-Up, too, but when he's tired, he just relaxes into you.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8U0Go1-UgNIh4wIZX5EeA4Gizj7WvgAE5-GX3MpgVnIhNZW6_pdCkqrC0y0zZ_zYKzkingGzA87JIol5AQNH9hh5AukttvebKdus1W_tvpTvdrM0EdO76VkPYgPgTptZevEeSqwr9fh8-/s1600-h/relax.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8U0Go1-UgNIh4wIZX5EeA4Gizj7WvgAE5-GX3MpgVnIhNZW6_pdCkqrC0y0zZ_zYKzkingGzA87JIol5AQNH9hh5AukttvebKdus1W_tvpTvdrM0EdO76VkPYgPgTptZevEeSqwr9fh8-/s400/relax.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381120975118517218" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I finally got to do my nails during naptime on Thursday, and they were gorgeous...until we had family play time that night. Yes, I sacrificed my manicure to the Lego gods — I am officially a Mom of Boys™. We did make a pretty rockin' split-level house, though, by connecting our three<br />green boards with flat blocks. There's a couch (with "drink"), three arm chairs, a coffee table, two stand lamps, and a bed. Caspian added the fence in front "to keep the dog in" but ended up parking his cars there instead. Considering our severely limited Lego inventory, I think it looks darn awesome!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZXgUhS_8gsibAn2fl0VkKBSgt-37JlzgSgrdgRbQF3urbKXAgU0kcPrvstKgvygSVC0gI2scZmGo-ZpnxZs3J5XpWMVtrQGJiwzUEWTUs5GuhvyFc3INUSfaOkcZcLPyaBYroRJK1qXTi/s1600-h/LegoHouse1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZXgUhS_8gsibAn2fl0VkKBSgt-37JlzgSgrdgRbQF3urbKXAgU0kcPrvstKgvygSVC0gI2scZmGo-ZpnxZs3J5XpWMVtrQGJiwzUEWTUs5GuhvyFc3INUSfaOkcZcLPyaBYroRJK1qXTi/s400/LegoHouse1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114785074168114" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgriN6XjFuTMaM5u2sViZGk6QnPY-ohT-NrqSChSh2RuEXVa5NenJJPLH13GOTM-ag_jbtluG9din4QboXRCVOAHZBzOaXxyn0s62w-0YOKpjn3DrAUBSzTO0dIqaqV7jAicPsQFergtEks/s1600-h/LegoHouse2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgriN6XjFuTMaM5u2sViZGk6QnPY-ohT-NrqSChSh2RuEXVa5NenJJPLH13GOTM-ag_jbtluG9din4QboXRCVOAHZBzOaXxyn0s62w-0YOKpjn3DrAUBSzTO0dIqaqV7jAicPsQFergtEks/s400/LegoHouse2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114773662447970" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQjQls-2OHOt4IMcimlAfak4OHfTXDTd5hDZbs8wA7JjD3-RtfQOAkwNYIKHE5u84ZH2wZqWrZ3FpUxTzP_xDK7nMxjmpkY6zG9ZKgavHyPVQKk6mh4t9C4xnbbbpy9YKGohf44OIWFEOv/s1600-h/LegoHouse3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQjQls-2OHOt4IMcimlAfak4OHfTXDTd5hDZbs8wA7JjD3-RtfQOAkwNYIKHE5u84ZH2wZqWrZ3FpUxTzP_xDK7nMxjmpkY6zG9ZKgavHyPVQKk6mh4t9C4xnbbbpy9YKGohf44OIWFEOv/s400/LegoHouse3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114770616157778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjURWjwKf8VvRVzoGsb8a0bnbUexE2vhWQj-j3CEdMMYgg_eLmfff5vSi8qsJ9ii3UnKaTmI4WXFrkWEUJ1Jb8Eu-WyakxFgm-8XH-JGo5ISl0LTwr2Rrc1wXO0Eh2oJBgbtQfZs7TqOa3v/s1600-h/LegoHouse4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjURWjwKf8VvRVzoGsb8a0bnbUexE2vhWQj-j3CEdMMYgg_eLmfff5vSi8qsJ9ii3UnKaTmI4WXFrkWEUJ1Jb8Eu-WyakxFgm-8XH-JGo5ISl0LTwr2Rrc1wXO0Eh2oJBgbtQfZs7TqOa3v/s400/LegoHouse4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114761357389250" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKoeRxPhlz21veehor7fKSA9zIhIhVDGg5wcaHId9PYNmACdcTAXXz3XOqETPZZ6v-vMMJ6TN8jjXh4mq9LdMXOjqhariZ1GCSVhWsx7s9O_THD7Gd1Maq4IKSZk8EzEUMpLJU9oity3Wf/s1600-h/LegoHouse5.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKoeRxPhlz21veehor7fKSA9zIhIhVDGg5wcaHId9PYNmACdcTAXXz3XOqETPZZ6v-vMMJ6TN8jjXh4mq9LdMXOjqhariZ1GCSVhWsx7s9O_THD7Gd1Maq4IKSZk8EzEUMpLJU9oity3Wf/s400/LegoHouse5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114757651474386" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Caspian came up with this "man on stilts" all by himself.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyPokcuNIEKJ40D0Vg1wAwbsM68H-WiaTeskNHdcLCZYq5ym0xo2NxjH-uKXS2N8gy52Jg7IwPyb3rL0lXJWP9F_aEUvHZ7ebDS4X2VPZkbOTzvEt_Sc8M022Lft0FL7YYWBZl8vvXCSY1/s1600-h/ManOnStilts.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyPokcuNIEKJ40D0Vg1wAwbsM68H-WiaTeskNHdcLCZYq5ym0xo2NxjH-uKXS2N8gy52Jg7IwPyb3rL0lXJWP9F_aEUvHZ7ebDS4X2VPZkbOTzvEt_Sc8M022Lft0FL7YYWBZl8vvXCSY1/s400/ManOnStilts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381120997092993410" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Final crafting news for the night: I finally got to go one of our local library's monthly craft days! Even better, my mom went with me! It was awesome. We made pop tabs into bracelets and turned Scrabble tiles into pendants. I'll post pics later. There are enough pics in this post already!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-60510459695830773282009-09-08T16:01:00.005-05:002009-09-09T16:07:13.535-05:00How to Tie Dye Stuff(Thanks to the incomparable Deb for teaching us about tie dye "way back when" and for providing supplies...and her house! LOL)<br /><ol><li>Get anything white you can find in your house and launder it.</li><li>Now that you've done some laundry, you'll feel less guilty about using your entire afternoon for some crafting. (ha ha ha, so witty)<br /></li><li>Decide which white things would look better in color (anything with that inexplicable yellow stain whites get is a great candidate) and tie them up. Use rubber bands, chopsticks, needle and dental floss, knot the fabric, twist, fold, etc. — use your imagination! Swirls and gathers are more easily accomplished when the cloth is wet, so it'll cling to the work surface as you go. This is a safe time to wear your sleeping baby, if you so desire.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFB88oowTFr4H5XiAI2wrtP7c2GEhbpdCVentfWCxpSTAEVbwQnnSnRTfZzihqo9iX0s_T8j9mXzh_XtVV3GJPktNl9ncwPJJuWE43IIpOCKCOtof7T9qG6-31nhXhDm3rw6f5AAD7nxB/s1600-h/step3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFB88oowTFr4H5XiAI2wrtP7c2GEhbpdCVentfWCxpSTAEVbwQnnSnRTfZzihqo9iX0s_T8j9mXzh_XtVV3GJPktNl9ncwPJJuWE43IIpOCKCOtof7T9qG6-31nhXhDm3rw6f5AAD7nxB/s400/step3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449733482865986" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Give your toddler a sword so he doesn't get dye on him later. (We actually planned to let him dye, but Legos and playing outside trumped his desire to participate. He just chose colors instead.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwB5kW_fB5DSXWDMepcYplWvFTnL_SsjxhPVlDTp4Rx2JU_f2SHtsXPa_vbFlGh3XQ5CkhAPc4tVtWxqRr1BhAsyqu8E5OlBpjxuCDZhxYajgPJIvMCNMzRwkSKnoeYQ2Bamq5OChN2X1b/s1600-h/AtTieDyeParty.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwB5kW_fB5DSXWDMepcYplWvFTnL_SsjxhPVlDTp4Rx2JU_f2SHtsXPa_vbFlGh3XQ5CkhAPc4tVtWxqRr1BhAsyqu8E5OlBpjxuCDZhxYajgPJIvMCNMzRwkSKnoeYQ2Bamq5OChN2X1b/s400/AtTieDyeParty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379451986493580258" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Soak anything but silk in a soda ash bath for at least 20 minutes (plastic tubs with lids work great). Soak silk in white vinegar for 30 minutes (gallon ziplocks work fine, just turn over periodically). This will help the dye to adhere better.</li><li>Lay out "crap towels" and don "crap clothes" and latex gloves — preferably using a new glove set for each piece.<br /></li><li>Working one piece at a time, squeeze out excess liquid (soda ash or vinegar) and dye! Squirt bottles (not spray) are easy to control and allows for some really neat design options. We were told that dye spread more easily in silk and that blue didn't stick, but we didn't find either one to be true. (It's "safe" to wear your baby on this step only if you have long arms and a docile baby.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgq8brmGgFXG1u9e6QTcui2JfeLcJ6nfZe0aZvMSUIo9t9k94Wetw_NxiMdBzSkUy8sipxRCLGToO-QWvaX3-A7Qp8fRQ2I9vHZ3Q41aVCh3LmtDzTD5FuzDNbcECAu1V9x-T5ck3EAfK_/s1600-h/FamilyTieDye.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgq8brmGgFXG1u9e6QTcui2JfeLcJ6nfZe0aZvMSUIo9t9k94Wetw_NxiMdBzSkUy8sipxRCLGToO-QWvaX3-A7Qp8fRQ2I9vHZ3Q41aVCh3LmtDzTD5FuzDNbcECAu1V9x-T5ck3EAfK_/s400/FamilyTieDye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449727135708226" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>For anything but silk, wrap the dyed piece completely in plastic wrap and put in a gallon ziplock (you can put multiple pieces in one bag). For silk, put each piece in its own gallon ziplock, squeeze the air out, and seal it.<br /></li><li>If the towel is saturated through, toss it in the "used" pile and get a new one; otherwise, fold it inside out until you find a clean spread to use for the next piece. Toss towels in the dryer to set dye so you can use the towel again for another piece.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiac-F24Bhy3QW5I9-R-dREmZ1Pntd2wnIow11_UtTg2qJWC5rmt58f-AFG3wPnyG3gJobnlJTtgcVe9tEldsujq3V0Tv9UGJd0fo9qdt3kihbD8_oIUhu9y889wG6-uyiWcmE51oZjRw-w/s1600-h/step7.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiac-F24Bhy3QW5I9-R-dREmZ1Pntd2wnIow11_UtTg2qJWC5rmt58f-AFG3wPnyG3gJobnlJTtgcVe9tEldsujq3V0Tv9UGJd0fo9qdt3kihbD8_oIUhu9y889wG6-uyiWcmE51oZjRw-w/s400/step7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449741881316482" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Repeat steps 6-8 until you've run out of white things to dye. For anything but silk, seal up the gallon ziplocks and leave them alone for up to a day — the longer, the better. For silk, put the sealed ziplocks in the microwave on high for 45 seconds. Wait until any bubbling subsides then do another 45 seconds. Wait again, then do 30 seconds. <span style="font-style: italic;">Leave the bags in the microwave until they cool off </span>— they will be boiling hot! After the silk has cooled, remove the pieces and follow the steps below.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1VqWMcWTJrtrV6Y6H_B-rl_FEpu0qNyk9Q5GvGlhcPB30Y89n_7al7PYxAfO9zGBOWt_-Lfte5mMIlvUT4KvX1gkklMQ3QRjnlshZdnK0XR5UNVa_ZG_vTHc_rGnyAD4twVdWQzVd7Nz6/s1600-h/step10.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1VqWMcWTJrtrV6Y6H_B-rl_FEpu0qNyk9Q5GvGlhcPB30Y89n_7al7PYxAfO9zGBOWt_-Lfte5mMIlvUT4KvX1gkklMQ3QRjnlshZdnK0XR5UNVa_ZG_vTHc_rGnyAD4twVdWQzVd7Nz6/s400/step10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449743518091394" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Since it's the next day (or later in the day, for silk), put "crap clothes" on again.</li><li>Remove one dyed piece from the ziplock and discard the plastic wrap.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvwKFmfG0q8FGCntAwgu396_sz_Ifhlpf0NmJhqBe260Rj2qQP8eRRCDhOTsp-_z0KYOBaG-7DajHLhNDfDxycNobdtcES2tdl-x33KzQ_OWWw2UG7nYsJlWMhcnFv21zf1_-Tvsab1_sx/s1600-h/step12.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvwKFmfG0q8FGCntAwgu396_sz_Ifhlpf0NmJhqBe260Rj2qQP8eRRCDhOTsp-_z0KYOBaG-7DajHLhNDfDxycNobdtcES2tdl-x33KzQ_OWWw2UG7nYsJlWMhcnFv21zf1_-Tvsab1_sx/s400/step12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449751668556162" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Rinse the piece under cold running water (in a tub or deep sink) as you squeeze. Start with the lightest color up highest, so the darker dye doesn't run into the light areas. Squeeze and rinse constantly until water runs somewhat clear.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe5L8jyceiGxUX8Ia3bo1A508ALTeXSliTva6QaOrP7_fFGTuG40nHOKr6d4MGWeYu3YctUdEP-stb9UyOd3ZhSJH_uBtBnG3LvdDAo8kwjYedLi6XZPQ-vzeJ3MhCC49ewqCsajUBMBtr/s1600-h/step13.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe5L8jyceiGxUX8Ia3bo1A508ALTeXSliTva6QaOrP7_fFGTuG40nHOKr6d4MGWeYu3YctUdEP-stb9UyOd3ZhSJH_uBtBnG3LvdDAo8kwjYedLi6XZPQ-vzeJ3MhCC49ewqCsajUBMBtr/s400/step13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379451959800640050" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Remove or cut off rubber bands and continue rinse&squeeze-ing until water runs clear. Open piece as you go to allow clean water to get into all the folds and crannies. Squeeze excess water out.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLNnSLUnXLewrT0kvwH-l3NydbRy84nLt_P9XmtJVy3Lc0t8feWNBW7tkBkhfLYBNpfHkRMffJtAPzpeMYpbuIlo7u_0Gc_pl9XJ2APF0d-XriZzYqpAncv2GezguYvwXNZaDr8F5I2xlB/s1600-h/step14.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLNnSLUnXLewrT0kvwH-l3NydbRy84nLt_P9XmtJVy3Lc0t8feWNBW7tkBkhfLYBNpfHkRMffJtAPzpeMYpbuIlo7u_0Gc_pl9XJ2APF0d-XriZzYqpAncv2GezguYvwXNZaDr8F5I2xlB/s400/step14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379451971128300082" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-M-6Sb_tlX4VB5UyCqASqXL8BybljtgMzzGEuHqBattTL3XACb_2xa4wNWwmbdZK5gD3JuMAJHPzu2HsVhjw3e6bFXSLcpYCPLbOVjzy5UPp4D-xXamqvL_hEJHlJvOaMAYEMspCt0TXS/s1600-h/step14b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-M-6Sb_tlX4VB5UyCqASqXL8BybljtgMzzGEuHqBattTL3XACb_2xa4wNWwmbdZK5gD3JuMAJHPzu2HsVhjw3e6bFXSLcpYCPLbOVjzy5UPp4D-xXamqvL_hEJHlJvOaMAYEMspCt0TXS/s400/step14b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379451974207138626" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Lay out each piece on a clean "crap towel" as you finish it. If space is at a premium, you can layer a new "crap towel" on top of the pieces laying on the first towel, then top it with more pieces.</li><li>When you're finished (or you've done a lot), put pieces in washing machine on the hottest water the fabric can stand. Wash with detergent as usual, with extra rinses thrown in wherever possible.</li><li>Peek during the final rinse's swishy part. If there's a lot of dye still coming out, run it all through again (no soap necessary this time).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxUv9Fm9JKzj25Cf3cLQ3KisSRErSEjXaX8Vi07Tdo8qCjr4yuTg9L2dnzLCEt4KiRYH8aYG07yHeLLEXMszrNPjapfD0SCOBBZiAhmsAEWh_e4Sxh0snxeI1k6cOqyEeFkRl-9zMdhX_d/s1600-h/step17.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxUv9Fm9JKzj25Cf3cLQ3KisSRErSEjXaX8Vi07Tdo8qCjr4yuTg9L2dnzLCEt4KiRYH8aYG07yHeLLEXMszrNPjapfD0SCOBBZiAhmsAEWh_e4Sxh0snxeI1k6cOqyEeFkRl-9zMdhX_d/s400/step17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379451982525607554" border="0" /></a></li><li>Toss dryables in the dryer; hang dry non-dryables.</li></ol><br />Be prepared — the first (few?) time(s) you wear your pieces, dye will rub off on you (which is kind of cute when it's a diaper on a baby's newly-blue bum). DO NOT pair these pieces with your favorite khaki pants or white tank top until they've been washed severalseveralseveral times.<br /><br />silk pillowcases<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOXIeh_vLx2ruXace9iUFDyxCUC2ecNaEeDiAvdHajhPVmdLvRt8Dy-ffujp4z4A1Cdzv5jHGSJSYW4tNrWFYGGli28v0FenV5Nx0Z1WU15vDIAQQhjjnWLkC53yRR6W5BGcSKlOaI4ktn/s1600-h/post-silkpillowcases.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOXIeh_vLx2ruXace9iUFDyxCUC2ecNaEeDiAvdHajhPVmdLvRt8Dy-ffujp4z4A1Cdzv5jHGSJSYW4tNrWFYGGli28v0FenV5Nx0Z1WU15vDIAQQhjjnWLkC53yRR6W5BGcSKlOaI4ktn/s400/post-silkpillowcases.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379459504028764562" border="0" /></a><br />Charlie's old hankies made new<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinQXXSqnxItyAIxv5x8WEeDOt2VzDzl59pgmbCpVYaNOXV4O8zdKGcRfZOgrA4K8ClGtL99jolsAwSqbnl84jxtCbIZfkoz4A6qs6owZ2O0YWAznT9fEx_ajBeg0f4L16ZJYZgpU5RHKv8/s1600-h/post-hankies.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinQXXSqnxItyAIxv5x8WEeDOt2VzDzl59pgmbCpVYaNOXV4O8zdKGcRfZOgrA4K8ClGtL99jolsAwSqbnl84jxtCbIZfkoz4A6qs6owZ2O0YWAznT9fEx_ajBeg0f4L16ZJYZgpU5RHKv8/s400/post-hankies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379459497792627874" border="0" /></a><br />Charlie's blood donation shirt, made-over<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0iQpe0r6E-l_lGV3F6Ok7NMHS7xrrRTs08cOlynGOyva8epeRv885XoIysSM1IqzjPE2HFGpI0ihHlAJUeRQDdv7VwhXMSf_3J0oYBekIqrz27PEpuqtDwgxE_2nsIErz9c7A4K4caeTv/s1600-h/post-Charlieshirt.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0iQpe0r6E-l_lGV3F6Ok7NMHS7xrrRTs08cOlynGOyva8epeRv885XoIysSM1IqzjPE2HFGpI0ihHlAJUeRQDdv7VwhXMSf_3J0oYBekIqrz27PEpuqtDwgxE_2nsIErz9c7A4K4caeTv/s400/post-Charlieshirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379459495875972130" border="0" /></a><br />heart cape/wall-hanging (attach cape closure at top or sew it into a rod pocket)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUenzP_SRKJfSZxdAIyOev5xU9-PYW9gixZtEbAG3QVgaqqxfo8FFnwGfp3O4eYfD-IG99S2NTOZn5zttnaLRHQ-9AT4npx-C7qmwMXJCT9WmuFgW2XLDRcqHIaj_DAh1BQczhLlyNDQLp/s1600-h/post-heartcape.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUenzP_SRKJfSZxdAIyOev5xU9-PYW9gixZtEbAG3QVgaqqxfo8FFnwGfp3O4eYfD-IG99S2NTOZn5zttnaLRHQ-9AT4npx-C7qmwMXJCT9WmuFgW2XLDRcqHIaj_DAh1BQczhLlyNDQLp/s400/post-heartcape.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457862403100626" border="0" /></a><br />butterfly cape/wall-hanging (gathered the butterfly with dental floss) (I'm thinking about doing something to create a body and antennae...)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL1VKTDf8P9tIxYuvUeROgPfKRXHIDqnJFq8xd-whTabzGr2VQ-GmXp6TFnbRhoLLdd1I__KVxyDccX9UmCkwErM9OGHsjP_VVYZ1z767jDhchtczhpdmJoOyUSZkoia3zfKBy4yPrEq_t/s1600-h/post-butterflycape.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL1VKTDf8P9tIxYuvUeROgPfKRXHIDqnJFq8xd-whTabzGr2VQ-GmXp6TFnbRhoLLdd1I__KVxyDccX9UmCkwErM9OGHsjP_VVYZ1z767jDhchtczhpdmJoOyUSZkoia3zfKBy4yPrEq_t/s400/post-butterflycape.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457851495116082" border="0" /></a><br />forest play cloth (doubles as alien planet play cloth) with space for a winding road<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFzOKLfjlaKDjeNESB1YwkiX8sIRABlaFtR1R7tsKULuaIwLTmS97hFgK5Y3lJVvhYw5Le4yzY59u0L8aLskk8rZxkdlfrJTcd7q8fUICnFG2VSA6D_FcTg12rgLHmUQJmwLsP48ufGcB/s1600-h/post-forestplaymat.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFzOKLfjlaKDjeNESB1YwkiX8sIRABlaFtR1R7tsKULuaIwLTmS97hFgK5Y3lJVvhYw5Le4yzY59u0L8aLskk8rZxkdlfrJTcd7q8fUICnFG2VSA6D_FcTg12rgLHmUQJmwLsP48ufGcB/s400/post-forestplaymat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457850427823474" border="0" /></a><br />dark/night and day/light play cloths<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt82dPa_bUtnSJD9RfFa9gfdGKV4hMjeIX_dBEtVJ2FAcSmDBupEsG1mdi3YWUP9YgPe7ubxd39NuGtBgkut56gDtbUJeqQ0bbMmnAOu9fx8zX1Q3I9j-HZn8HOPCaH_eUXzpxtofda_lg/s1600-h/post-day&nightplaymat.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt82dPa_bUtnSJD9RfFa9gfdGKV4hMjeIX_dBEtVJ2FAcSmDBupEsG1mdi3YWUP9YgPe7ubxd39NuGtBgkut56gDtbUJeqQ0bbMmnAOu9fx8zX1Q3I9j-HZn8HOPCaH_eUXzpxtofda_lg/s400/post-day&nightplaymat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457840606977138" border="0" /></a><br />Caspian's shirt<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKJzDDHYa1HcKPhKNqcvgcKobiZuGVabFlfdad0ZrroXwhIZp7kz0okrGOcQIaxlBKfID5m4x5LIY_yMmOzy6eKGUYLiIzBBlTyuSw78zGn5zqkQsHZwAZ58UKtrFAV99sA2irpI5tfhb/s1600-h/post-Caspianshirt.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKJzDDHYa1HcKPhKNqcvgcKobiZuGVabFlfdad0ZrroXwhIZp7kz0okrGOcQIaxlBKfID5m4x5LIY_yMmOzy6eKGUYLiIzBBlTyuSw78zGn5zqkQsHZwAZ58UKtrFAV99sA2irpI5tfhb/s400/post-Caspianshirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457831915934130" border="0" /></a><br />Perrin's and Caspian's polos (a tie dye polo says, "I like be formal, but I'm here to party") (the missing dye on the collar really irks me)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE4XClKKwdVN1TJX_OHEG5qFssNA3IXleav5wxnT7hJfHwQDPrPy8xxpNIp-Ec-UM3rjJExWaKKxK5uu_zB-NOcXuOZRXeX_k5HHwtt9IzcnVqtoY8Hdxh81Xu0q8qh5MT8C-WCD249mzt/s1600-h/post-polos.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE4XClKKwdVN1TJX_OHEG5qFssNA3IXleav5wxnT7hJfHwQDPrPy8xxpNIp-Ec-UM3rjJExWaKKxK5uu_zB-NOcXuOZRXeX_k5HHwtt9IzcnVqtoY8Hdxh81Xu0q8qh5MT8C-WCD249mzt/s400/post-polos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457164332660178" border="0" /></a><br />Perrin's shortalls<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc85svltHlXBXcGvfPbhZdijIaKevso54vJR0OCwbDrDqsRB4DL4BX1J7-x8OwufOmCADOFnX7XAUg54eeqmqCuGj-dAfIO7OJCPcOEZoeur_0vIl6YI7c1eCWBFH3GvF9ewqR8_cY07V6/s1600-h/post-shortalls.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc85svltHlXBXcGvfPbhZdijIaKevso54vJR0OCwbDrDqsRB4DL4BX1J7-x8OwufOmCADOFnX7XAUg54eeqmqCuGj-dAfIO7OJCPcOEZoeur_0vIl6YI7c1eCWBFH3GvF9ewqR8_cY07V6/s400/post-shortalls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457157987898930" border="0" /></a><br />secret project hint #1<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6j0Q4kXXBJbvLkBxJard55w7tmatlhOUhJG-nLZ406VKlN5Dm_If4sA9Cc_af-Gzr3p9NpmGBmCl-_VbDIR6GNQNaie_wZkBrR36GQcoraGoCi9fz87HLIFNPjMf0cd6iOEfWSwfc7o1Q/s1600-h/secret1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6j0Q4kXXBJbvLkBxJard55w7tmatlhOUhJG-nLZ406VKlN5Dm_If4sA9Cc_af-Gzr3p9NpmGBmCl-_VbDIR6GNQNaie_wZkBrR36GQcoraGoCi9fz87HLIFNPjMf0cd6iOEfWSwfc7o1Q/s400/secret1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457151262386562" border="0" /></a><br />secret project hint #2<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibh4H24Lb82xtv7K6yellBKt9hrZcd9xgO7Z8XjWFu6DWmTy2Ve5UUBp2JERaMIEO0V1nUxoWs2SlMuYA2ObERx5xuXElZiS1C0H7HFlj8xx7JOg-1qzeEHw9UMhTxb4S8588AaD5Rys-9/s1600-h/secret2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibh4H24Lb82xtv7K6yellBKt9hrZcd9xgO7Z8XjWFu6DWmTy2Ve5UUBp2JERaMIEO0V1nUxoWs2SlMuYA2ObERx5xuXElZiS1C0H7HFlj8xx7JOg-1qzeEHw9UMhTxb4S8588AaD5Rys-9/s400/secret2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457147040486994" border="0" /></a><br />secret project hint #3<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC0EKKxk8aTzLRU52wCEJRfME71eatoJbKrKWPepZRtnAddaTS7NgV5yMX_Cat6y7xBl_PxU0DSMXuojZ-ot3mW0HXjsEnHfx759IiAHg4DtXjx37qxFkR1lcSvBHE6jMtQqRp0FGeWVYc/s1600-h/secret3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC0EKKxk8aTzLRU52wCEJRfME71eatoJbKrKWPepZRtnAddaTS7NgV5yMX_Cat6y7xBl_PxU0DSMXuojZ-ot3mW0HXjsEnHfx759IiAHg4DtXjx37qxFkR1lcSvBHE6jMtQqRp0FGeWVYc/s400/secret3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379457138435160306" border="0" /></a><br />Okay, I'm going to start an Etsy store, and I was thinking about selling my cape/wall-hangings, among other tie dye items and sundry things. <span style="font-weight: bold;">What do you all think??</span> Here are two more (the original ideas) that I made specifically as capes, for Caspian and a friend (for Christmas). They are deliberately Batman-colored.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavBMxCHbdoAxYHYi8HZKRXV-_pQWfY2pDRxHyQo5JtvD5sRLmF0VtUFsC5DmGhcT55KDil9Rtq7UBwpDZV1fZvHIbgDVzwBtS8h6meiuZYnMG72j8NSkDUirJg4MBKMr4psGZ_9IzRr4x/s1600-h/post-boycapes.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavBMxCHbdoAxYHYi8HZKRXV-_pQWfY2pDRxHyQo5JtvD5sRLmF0VtUFsC5DmGhcT55KDil9Rtq7UBwpDZV1fZvHIbgDVzwBtS8h6meiuZYnMG72j8NSkDUirJg4MBKMr4psGZ_9IzRr4x/s400/post-boycapes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379459519032453410" border="0" /></a><br />Click the picture set below for a larger view of Caspian's cape test. It passed the color test (in picture 4, unbidden, he cried, "I'm Batman!") and the fun test (he refused to take it off all afternoon). It is modeled with briefs, in true Superhero tradition (no tights, sorry).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrCAml3NFBLGJDTCE1jQ85yCHMgbeLjbzHv1vKE_B00Gh_W86cVL4x0gikIM0kb3tLjBSbfjybBhHS0rb_J1Kh9aptr51b9Xuie8ttb7JeIYzsCMF_Vhb-54Ivk8mZmSrkfbjM022GNeWd/s1600-h/capetest.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrCAml3NFBLGJDTCE1jQ85yCHMgbeLjbzHv1vKE_B00Gh_W86cVL4x0gikIM0kb3tLjBSbfjybBhHS0rb_J1Kh9aptr51b9Xuie8ttb7JeIYzsCMF_Vhb-54Ivk8mZmSrkfbjM022GNeWd/s400/capetest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379459509943146370" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My goal now is to figure out what kind of closure to use...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">All images, concepts, and designs are ©KatrinkaJane 2009</span>The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-91964097609249433092009-09-04T17:27:00.008-05:002009-09-07T10:22:00.964-05:00How to Make-Over a Glass Lazy Susan, part 3<ol><li>Decide you're not going to let that st*pid paint get the best of you. You'll use cutouts from that hydrangea paper on something, but not this blasted lazy susan.</li><li>Try removing the fruity "paint" with acetone nail polish remover (husband's idea). FAIL</li><li>Try removing the fruity "paint" with a pink-handled razor blade. FAIL<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHZj0R6BjliLDaoBD_5qx48xVuEiLabCyqbilhPJdYVAM7l0nt9B29L3nblfJmYk_hKq2thZWZJc9_UE2D6FrEPgFHnveZb5U_fkf5EoMbU_9hZ6NF9KMARCzHzp1V4mJDvTbaItBpdnfV/s1600-h/3step3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHZj0R6BjliLDaoBD_5qx48xVuEiLabCyqbilhPJdYVAM7l0nt9B29L3nblfJmYk_hKq2thZWZJc9_UE2D6FrEPgFHnveZb5U_fkf5EoMbU_9hZ6NF9KMARCzHzp1V4mJDvTbaItBpdnfV/s400/3step3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378718437760745298" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Accidentally scratch paint you actually <span style="font-style: italic;">want </span>on there, when removing lazy susan from sink. FAIL<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1JbRZ5v0FBU0Fxt0bjQGO_tL_w9TfqD0MJU7WGl0poRSB9zlq5Xsf-aiONRIwVa3Qewdg0KPRIbxTPx85sVHkAqsrluTpa7LRJ-a4IMOD9MCT_JOsxYlFnspVtas6RdYFbAMiTLEV9-NC/s1600-h/3step4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1JbRZ5v0FBU0Fxt0bjQGO_tL_w9TfqD0MJU7WGl0poRSB9zlq5Xsf-aiONRIwVa3Qewdg0KPRIbxTPx85sVHkAqsrluTpa7LRJ-a4IMOD9MCT_JOsxYlFnspVtas6RdYFbAMiTLEV9-NC/s400/3step4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378718447036241106" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAqcfRBBG_QiU82TeRq924xjrk7DyX8ndGwg0foTomcjf9d67tSw869UXO23vZJGWHrf3P-9iviPXRUceNNFfdYdDA5doP8eORBrfJXch3-FGUC7rjHnrRWYaHut615Rl5EdabFxVCWs-7/s1600-h/3step4b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAqcfRBBG_QiU82TeRq924xjrk7DyX8ndGwg0foTomcjf9d67tSw869UXO23vZJGWHrf3P-9iviPXRUceNNFfdYdDA5doP8eORBrfJXch3-FGUC7rjHnrRWYaHut615Rl5EdabFxVCWs-7/s400/3step4b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378718454760173122" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Check out mineral spirits and paint thinner at Wal-Mart. Budget FAIL</li><li>Find the perfect all-purpose spray-on primer at Michael's. WIN</li><li>Forget 40% off coupon, necessitating return trip. FAIL</li><li>Realize that you can now justify a return trip to Lexington on Monday, thereby creating an excuse to get free Chick-Fil-A sandwiches. WIN<br /></li><li>In the meantime, do another project!</li></ol><hr /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">How to Make Your Own Dry-Erase Calendar</span></span><br /><ol><li>Find or buy an oblong frame.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisFUNUn-h7ZrW4AiWYE66mWnUasPRA_zRndanwOWZ4-KG2BRuNMrBJn0SjcuwKOAa6Hwb55Fz4FvkJoYGUbgamemOWLaHL11sPtzczTGIzF6kfH_12GkOZCJxxRaumncPZ1sN1t7F5F-uh/s1600-h/step1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisFUNUn-h7ZrW4AiWYE66mWnUasPRA_zRndanwOWZ4-KG2BRuNMrBJn0SjcuwKOAa6Hwb55Fz4FvkJoYGUbgamemOWLaHL11sPtzczTGIzF6kfH_12GkOZCJxxRaumncPZ1sN1t7F5F-uh/s400/step1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378718458909451474" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Remove the "innards" (mat, background paper, etc.) and paint the frame, if desired (AKA "if you remember before fastening it all back together and writing this tutorial"). While it's drying, clean the glass on both sides with Windex. Don't let your cat sit on it.<br /></li><li>Decide on a layout and dimensions for your calendar (my glass was 18"x34", and my margins were 1.25", so my calendar was 15.5"x31.5"; each column was 4.5" wide, the days of the week row was 2" tall, the main space was 10.5" tall, and the "next week" row was 3" tall; I arbitrarily drew the header for the "next week" row).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguB6d6-LvZmWnTS0d6mko4ZUCezNv2gQ2EIX8beZpJjHhKECC5jLSSh1_om5gwSUIjpm9JAslHRKobMbYqNJCIsg1_kW0FJbWv2DekjXRn1jqCknyFYx2rY8tqFnxEf3NoLXiOG6jIB8lu/s1600-h/step3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguB6d6-LvZmWnTS0d6mko4ZUCezNv2gQ2EIX8beZpJjHhKECC5jLSSh1_om5gwSUIjpm9JAslHRKobMbYqNJCIsg1_kW0FJbWv2DekjXRn1jqCknyFYx2rY8tqFnxEf3NoLXiOG6jIB8lu/s400/step3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378718464108891474" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Take a Sharpie, a ruler or yard stick, and (if you're lucky) a large ruled cutting board and mark out the lines and words you want as default on your calendar <span style="font-style: italic;">on the wrong side of the glass</span>.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvC4fMrJrqDpMCE647G4UUngq_bNX2WL1Rp7MDquN6LZG_BEO3JYMHg_juFw8cyM7N4wAbOgiLAQ8H0r1r1Lbeb7Y6b3PatMOezMOSPal_FLkSQ9L8xcUYFduJj8yZW_BqOrPfYPr8YpaL/s1600-h/step4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvC4fMrJrqDpMCE647G4UUngq_bNX2WL1Rp7MDquN6LZG_BEO3JYMHg_juFw8cyM7N4wAbOgiLAQ8H0r1r1Lbeb7Y6b3PatMOezMOSPal_FLkSQ9L8xcUYFduJj8yZW_BqOrPfYPr8YpaL/s400/step4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378720577452098546" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>If you severely screw up, use some acetone nail polish remover on a Q-Tip to "erase" your mistakes (or, if you're lucky enough to be drawing on a removable protective plastic film, just smudge it off).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjkLYNwUzIuXLml52sV6Y9ABbWPXYlsS0FMv89jwnxCCOt8oZTzPpgmucl2kRmJ0i3gPWGFseluLCwVOytTNJgt7b16XI88QtX8ZTt8opq2c-zN_9FVcqlkF2cCmAslhQBNd1WfzPC2wlI/s1600-h/step5.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjkLYNwUzIuXLml52sV6Y9ABbWPXYlsS0FMv89jwnxCCOt8oZTzPpgmucl2kRmJ0i3gPWGFseluLCwVOytTNJgt7b16XI88QtX8ZTt8opq2c-zN_9FVcqlkF2cCmAslhQBNd1WfzPC2wlI/s400/step5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378720589175469746" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>When your toddler wakes up from his nap, take a break for a day or two because your project is "on top of the road, mommy".<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfJmrV47LIGSEYG2gbeDwiaQuWMoA6zmw-FZ396afb9Dlgb_JfyNeN5IuP2lph7eokuY8enjMKWT9vdpHrvY8kz0QA_IHva3drqQyqTKE-QRMrUhbIpQBNRuZR_7QE7armtBY11BP_J0t8/s1600-h/highway.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfJmrV47LIGSEYG2gbeDwiaQuWMoA6zmw-FZ396afb9Dlgb_JfyNeN5IuP2lph7eokuY8enjMKWT9vdpHrvY8kz0QA_IHva3drqQyqTKE-QRMrUhbIpQBNRuZR_7QE7armtBY11BP_J0t8/s400/highway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378745901209520210" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Turn the glass over and carefully trace over all of your lines and words with a Sharpie. Consider using different marker widths (I used a Fine Point, a Chisel Tip, and a Magnum 44). Do any designs or decorations you want permanently on the calendar (leave it decorationless if you want to customize it monthly or seasonally).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNq6AzrlFHub0L1apajx5UWkeBTTFriHyf99gEfT7PvtzkHTlF0s-Ng7yWbM5_ogfhgOym35JtXCceVZLr6naZtkxbwY4ir6YUNYftWsmbthpz13SDr5nb0pobKYUWrazyJcCBLPYPDbp8/s1600-h/step7.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNq6AzrlFHub0L1apajx5UWkeBTTFriHyf99gEfT7PvtzkHTlF0s-Ng7yWbM5_ogfhgOym35JtXCceVZLr6naZtkxbwY4ir6YUNYftWsmbthpz13SDr5nb0pobKYUWrazyJcCBLPYPDbp8/s400/step7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378720596016881042" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>If, hypothetically, you hate any impromptu decorations you try to do with dry erase markers, be sure to scrub them off with a dry paper towel. While the term "dry erase" may seem misleading, it actually won't come off when you use something wet, like, oh, nail polish remover. I'm just sayin'.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKNCecLqNYj6XujpcMGhfJX6DAEpAa2AOam_UnO2gT3MXJfHyqRXlq3FC-b9wh5sQ8WQZv7trhqbbTm5K5Ih_WafoO1daNNSq7fFwNF8M2f7fRB4Bw0gnLEPg5vvHtLRETYBdvb_vXcQ6i/s1600-h/step8.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKNCecLqNYj6XujpcMGhfJX6DAEpAa2AOam_UnO2gT3MXJfHyqRXlq3FC-b9wh5sQ8WQZv7trhqbbTm5K5Ih_WafoO1daNNSq7fFwNF8M2f7fRB4Bw0gnLEPg5vvHtLRETYBdvb_vXcQ6i/s400/step8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378720602669026482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdvxv402G2TI2asEOSh16xtGjOn_GKyI-_1udKMihNCMfkb8DlRoFecZtBsM7Vj2ULrVdv2j6yWuIaWkEAntuI2kZCzO500EctG3AZpXzo7iwdTw1e64EqY0Y8zZFKuFtEjwgFIbl3RFK/s1600-h/step8b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdvxv402G2TI2asEOSh16xtGjOn_GKyI-_1udKMihNCMfkb8DlRoFecZtBsM7Vj2ULrVdv2j6yWuIaWkEAntuI2kZCzO500EctG3AZpXzo7iwdTw1e64EqY0Y8zZFKuFtEjwgFIbl3RFK/s400/step8b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378721992792745362" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Check for Sharpie flubs and fix them with acetone nail polish remover on a Q-Tip.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL2VfMWQBX7k3QLQxRzj5txCvPU107ZL5VgQVJlGnueAeVwwylRt45vcPigVuC4v4O9BHmPAEiqPKN9mq44o0Qo6LySlDFPpL9eBexvg5zg3xxYGuSo6NLTAgNDWepD8MMcT13XpbvhjM6/s1600-h/step9.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL2VfMWQBX7k3QLQxRzj5txCvPU107ZL5VgQVJlGnueAeVwwylRt45vcPigVuC4v4O9BHmPAEiqPKN9mq44o0Qo6LySlDFPpL9eBexvg5zg3xxYGuSo6NLTAgNDWepD8MMcT13XpbvhjM6/s400/step9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378721998192244610" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Ask your supervisor if he thinks your project is acceptable.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYCqdlgqNneS8uZeL1VbjBPde1rWYeKnfpvFLmkkiCHewWosQdlp1emOvuB5bIOIdAt-06nJJvQ6wgh-MFd0P5Ax6QF9ppUqvcNW4aKOs4UnJ5840FHS_P3H-2cON5XOT8XT3BBlVbfFzQ/s1600-h/step10.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYCqdlgqNneS8uZeL1VbjBPde1rWYeKnfpvFLmkkiCHewWosQdlp1emOvuB5bIOIdAt-06nJJvQ6wgh-MFd0P5Ax6QF9ppUqvcNW4aKOs4UnJ5840FHS_P3H-2cON5XOT8XT3BBlVbfFzQ/s400/step10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378722003055788994" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Turn the glass back over and (if applicable) remove the protective film. If you want to erase your guidelines from step 4, do it now using acetone nail polish remover (<span style="font-style: italic;">don't get any on the back</span>).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQP-w_n0mZ7jmRkgJ3Rb_8FDnE8TVkxau689SeNF8aq2v-dWC78cy6WKEvvBLfM3BKd4fqL2-vGbINqh3MSPsQMmr6ENUJs6SVLLLE3GNdMkQN0jguWva0hqSL9-MNAzvKVjxrgXoefCeE/s1600-h/step11.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQP-w_n0mZ7jmRkgJ3Rb_8FDnE8TVkxau689SeNF8aq2v-dWC78cy6WKEvvBLfM3BKd4fqL2-vGbINqh3MSPsQMmr6ENUJs6SVLLLE3GNdMkQN0jguWva0hqSL9-MNAzvKVjxrgXoefCeE/s400/step11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378722009320233490" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Realize that, contrary to the test patch and general common sense, the dry erase marker used for decorating did, in fact, rub off some of the Sharpie.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmR-xPCclfgCQwpYJassEkS7louJbi3fGVqP7_kaNPfTV8j_hmpk-FMsKRbOXnzpBTtVd2Xm1MCVwRjxPutIVCuSVMhBEJq0seYtVZ_H_hrmKdBganN2WfyU0XOGXh11v9k9xibglxL6rL/s1600-h/step12.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmR-xPCclfgCQwpYJassEkS7louJbi3fGVqP7_kaNPfTV8j_hmpk-FMsKRbOXnzpBTtVd2Xm1MCVwRjxPutIVCuSVMhBEJq0seYtVZ_H_hrmKdBganN2WfyU0XOGXh11v9k9xibglxL6rL/s400/step12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378722019315069842" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Fix it on the "right" side of the glass.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjVdzZinwXhBrKnsrd4BBPVWA94fUllgtKmfSm6Ezirk0IN7n7ShSWDnVKg4emW6o35D1m2E_rFQcOT4RCN6IAm4Y1VMysWyABhUxWRw70Uh56tOMxhvVHZcIKY4bXkZX0oOobGZBP70Sa/s1600-h/step13.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjVdzZinwXhBrKnsrd4BBPVWA94fUllgtKmfSm6Ezirk0IN7n7ShSWDnVKg4emW6o35D1m2E_rFQcOT4RCN6IAm4Y1VMysWyABhUxWRw70Uh56tOMxhvVHZcIKY4bXkZX0oOobGZBP70Sa/s400/step13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378723632204757346" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Fill in your week's activities, with accompanying pictures for your toddler's benefit.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIgMWmAT8N5164fwrgRe8WIqPiEAFP5PK_DB9bzkpAiRwTHWQ6hD7tKv0Td_I8_oEidSnU3pknCvCFN7rrTM6qppRJYKGR46r19wcTWutRqV39wTwCjN151cwovVhGElcVk5t8KEnazVe9/s1600-h/step14.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIgMWmAT8N5164fwrgRe8WIqPiEAFP5PK_DB9bzkpAiRwTHWQ6hD7tKv0Td_I8_oEidSnU3pknCvCFN7rrTM6qppRJYKGR46r19wcTWutRqV39wTwCjN151cwovVhGElcVk5t8KEnazVe9/s400/step14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378723642295762482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xbas-28aUt2efSGDhA_uP8Tyft1_fxkPeihHrPQh8BjxNiwFlfvZiMmnVy-dqDqC_6pUo39PVFLQJgS04FadGvxTz1ygh72ZzO1cb7HJog0oFcUfr11p3TuWtt6zkYOQ5WERSa-n3AFK/s1600-h/step14b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xbas-28aUt2efSGDhA_uP8Tyft1_fxkPeihHrPQh8BjxNiwFlfvZiMmnVy-dqDqC_6pUo39PVFLQJgS04FadGvxTz1ygh72ZzO1cb7HJog0oFcUfr11p3TuWtt6zkYOQ5WERSa-n3AFK/s400/step14b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378723644808036338" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgZkFdA9xZV3p_vy4CLQDCLGIt8cY36P7rnS3_7JXFc7WMXNNaX5NSlYAcsdIRF_v4NSoYMyB7UG61bcRz2-5tIzvY7Ixbedf6VYhfF6tlSFfyp52yX_13rmI0RA7TGd_8kODO28PeLIVj/s1600-h/step14c.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgZkFdA9xZV3p_vy4CLQDCLGIt8cY36P7rnS3_7JXFc7WMXNNaX5NSlYAcsdIRF_v4NSoYMyB7UG61bcRz2-5tIzvY7Ixbedf6VYhfF6tlSFfyp52yX_13rmI0RA7TGd_8kODO28PeLIVj/s400/step14c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378723652786265922" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Get really excited when your toddler recognizes your sketch of a Batman mask (to signify that he's going to play with a friend, who has one) — WIN. Realize that your reflection is showing up in your pictures — FAIL. Feel relieved that you're clothed — WIN.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEQ5h3MB3tUp6NWaGfqY1gzUK1bXoe4fW-dH3D-tzHKChcHGR4Ey4SG4JRcttMNQNaA-ahjb2390f1FxQ2fhF2tZKs-V1_gO0fEA0XkxeGwwQRpmQ_J9pcF_HuMNBjIS5IhOVYzTh-QRd/s1600-h/step15.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEQ5h3MB3tUp6NWaGfqY1gzUK1bXoe4fW-dH3D-tzHKChcHGR4Ey4SG4JRcttMNQNaA-ahjb2390f1FxQ2fhF2tZKs-V1_gO0fEA0XkxeGwwQRpmQ_J9pcF_HuMNBjIS5IhOVYzTh-QRd/s400/step15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378723664182879426" border="0" /></a><br /></li></ol><br />We really needed a large weekly calendar to start using for family things, and to help teach Caspian about the days of the week (and make it less confusing when we say, "We're doing ___ on Tuesday"). Imagine my happiness when I saw <a href="http://thecreativecrate.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-3-frame-makeover.html">this entry</a> for <a href="http://infarrantlycreative.blogspot.com/2007/08/roadkill-rescue-party.html">this contest</a>! We even had a suitable frame sitting around unused (albeit with plexiglass instead of real glass, but it passed the marker test). I'd originally purchased it to make a gift for my college French professor, but that never happened.<br /><br />The great thing about this project is that you can customize your dream calendar (time span, labels, dates/days, etc.). Now I just have to figure out what to do with the leftover mat. Any ideas? It's pretty flimsy, but it's white on both sides (one matte, one shiny). I keep wanting to cut out each individual "frame"...but for what...?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTw_lFAa2UrwxmtGVWzZVtVfGk8ksycjzzUQAbyhU8_nfNFnlXSNfrxYuf-uft2TwSaDKb7OKqZEnhF6xBbH_EVwpUHMOkYCAkLZkFZVZOBcYGnaVpyMMdkkA5PY2o8rhE2thfMpACQb5/s1600-h/mat.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTw_lFAa2UrwxmtGVWzZVtVfGk8ksycjzzUQAbyhU8_nfNFnlXSNfrxYuf-uft2TwSaDKb7OKqZEnhF6xBbH_EVwpUHMOkYCAkLZkFZVZOBcYGnaVpyMMdkkA5PY2o8rhE2thfMpACQb5/s400/mat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378720574644975650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.plaidonline.com/projectDetail.asp?projectID=2670&cat1ID=8&CurPage=11">This </a>is another neat weekly calendar idea, especially to use for older children! Can't you just see each child's cube stacked on top of or laid next to each other on top of a little shelf above your family's regular calendar?The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-62982445967879982082009-09-02T09:54:00.003-05:002009-09-02T16:52:40.861-05:00"Works for Me Wednesday" - Organizing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wearethatfamily.com/2008/03/hi-yall.html"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikwj1qMxaaok49ma4dgu83-FkhFv1tfe19S7r6lMypomP4Kgj9WLOwWDocGB4FLqgEApfRPEPk7MCG51vJctuvmV7GFKGodyOd31pSzPrZybhFkjA6ZBh0jVQ-YubYpG2Tyu7zihVEhL7f/s400/WorksForMeWednesdayLogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376884089204943458" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Organizing: My Kitchen Pantry<br /><br />I recently got fed up with my plastic food storage cabinet and my free-standing pantries. We couldn't see what we had, and there was never enough room for what we wanted to put in there. I took two days to take everything out of all three cabinets, lay it out on the kitchen table, re-organize it by category, and then put it back in and labeled the shelves with my Dymo.<br /><br />The countertop-sized appliances (panini maker, George Foreman grill, Henrietta Hen, etc.) went on the shelves in the cabinet under the microwave, where the plastic food storage had been. The appliances are all large enough to be visible without having to move stuff around, and the cabinet isn't the easiest to look into at a glance — a perfect match.<br /><br />The plastic food storage got weeded out (hallelujah). Identical stackable pieces got stacked together with all their nesting lids on top. Everything else got its lid put on top of it (to save matching time later) and stacked according to shape/size. Most-used medium-size containers got put on a lower shelf in the pantry, while large ones got stacked on top of the tall pantry (tiny ones got thrown into a basket on top of the pantry).<br /><br />The categories that needed to be visible (canned goods, sweet snacks, savory snacks, crackers) because we keep forgetting what we have and buying more (or letting them go stale) got put on eye-level shelves. The categories that aren't used often or don't need to be visible because we always know they're there (breakfast, baking, chips, etc.) got put on high or low shelves.<br /><br />All candy/tiny snacks got sorted into the plastic-storage-I-wanted-to-keep-but-never-used-for-leftovers, so it could be stacked for efficiency and ease of browsing...and so all our candy doesn't end up smelling like mint (which, if you've ever stored all your Christmas candy in one jar or bag before, you know will happen). Even new bags of M&Ms get dumped into their own container. Ahh, order.<br /><br />Every shelf got labeled so my new order can be maintained by grocery-put-awayers.<br /><br />It feels great to have all that stuff finally purged and organized, but heck, any day you get to use a label maker is a good day! LOLThe Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-735690263413778072009-09-01T16:16:00.003-05:002009-09-01T18:25:32.617-05:00How to Make-Over a Glass Lazy Susan, part 2<br /><ol><li>Avoid additional painting for two days because you're paralyzed by the thought of "screwing up".</li><li>Conclude that the first 5.1 coats weren't opaque enough to cover the fruit from every angle (especially when light shines behind it...which it won't if it's set on the table, but...). Consider découpaging instead of painting more.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNxAAJDt3Rx-SsQuUXvUAGA0vhfP1v7x8T3urBDeVdT35MHHW-q9qHsxhw3PoZymVxiKDRraaSwB4X-uKINDL40nsIsN-jU03ZeruVvU7GBmsUdqPbkBlJ1I6b8eQd2JPvRnJTmPcTkUqZ/s1600-h/2step2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNxAAJDt3Rx-SsQuUXvUAGA0vhfP1v7x8T3urBDeVdT35MHHW-q9qHsxhw3PoZymVxiKDRraaSwB4X-uKINDL40nsIsN-jU03ZeruVvU7GBmsUdqPbkBlJ1I6b8eQd2JPvRnJTmPcTkUqZ/s320/2step2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376641371940951618" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Ask husband's opinion (he votes "découpage"); get grapes from fridge for sustenance.<br /></li><li>Research technique online and find the website for "The National Guild of Decoupeurs" (who knew?). Read through their FAQ, then head to Craftown.com instead.</li><li>Look through "Découpage-able" drawer (yes, it's labeled that way) for inspiration.</li><li>Find a great poem on an old wedding card, but no background materials.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74SZPV2DwUmYOl1tuee1Gdic9Bc_b-OhRPBTGXxIvWzDM_5Ym_Sy2bfAanS18YtZyKfjyZ9StOGxn9XkRFcLr2_JgKFnISqv3mwZOuRbLKbWbqkfpFklltlYfy7u1ZxrxV-FeM51SUfAt/s1600-h/2step6.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74SZPV2DwUmYOl1tuee1Gdic9Bc_b-OhRPBTGXxIvWzDM_5Ym_Sy2bfAanS18YtZyKfjyZ9StOGxn9XkRFcLr2_JgKFnISqv3mwZOuRbLKbWbqkfpFklltlYfy7u1ZxrxV-FeM51SUfAt/s320/2step6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376641377073208834" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Realize in a flash that you have three humongo storage tubs of gift wrap to plunder! Research "découpaging gift wrap" and find Durwin Rice's site. Get distracted there, then check out Mod Podge online.<br /></li><li>Wonder if cellophane is découpage-able.</li><li>Settle on some lovely hydrangea-covered wrapping paper that you've been hoarding. The date on the paper says MCMXCIX. How ironic — it was probably on a wedding gift!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPZAZFe_pWdsMiG8zNhEKLqjgK65NiSCNNozb48ykjT89sE9Yf4oZzXnvH_htSMujCohAsfMQwpVNjGyJIQRGvccx0bi92lUEwXORLLVyhs5jqtXzZyrRjwCpfPkbd5vI5PYlvCnXTK1W/s1600-h/2step8.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPZAZFe_pWdsMiG8zNhEKLqjgK65NiSCNNozb48ykjT89sE9Yf4oZzXnvH_htSMujCohAsfMQwpVNjGyJIQRGvccx0bi92lUEwXORLLVyhs5jqtXzZyrRjwCpfPkbd5vI5PYlvCnXTK1W/s320/2step8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376641385072560642" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Unfold the paper and realize that it probably was <span style="font-style: italic;">not </span>on a wedding gift. Sigh.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAH_8irM4YQpkD55nNhRb8Cd7mbMKyjsTOW8L0ExFt2g46pFJx5NQQzL97HNCfHXX4tPtoENx7wfCUC26U3L175favASnOOJVlugbXWiCTXvLuXIRjKiYWRpFrHf8VHEG8eBeG7QgJY0M_/s1600-h/2step9.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAH_8irM4YQpkD55nNhRb8Cd7mbMKyjsTOW8L0ExFt2g46pFJx5NQQzL97HNCfHXX4tPtoENx7wfCUC26U3L175favASnOOJVlugbXWiCTXvLuXIRjKiYWRpFrHf8VHEG8eBeG7QgJY0M_/s320/2step9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376641390199052658" border="0" /></a><br /></li></ol><br />Okay, blogoshere — what should I do? Can I still use this paper, in patches? How can I do that without it looking weird? Should I find something else I can just cut the full circle out of? Should I try painting again, instead? Would thicker coats of paint be good? Aaaggghh!<br /><br />Separate question: have you had any success in printing things on an inkjet (quotes from old wedding cards, for example) and then découpaging them onto something without the text smearing and bleeding? I could hand-paint the quote instead, but [shudder].<br /><br />Last question: do you have any idea what kind of determination it takes to reach for the Function and Alt keys with your pinned-down hand just so you can type an accented character while NAK? :p LOLThe Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-40268553097176632412009-08-31T09:40:00.003-05:002009-08-31T09:52:28.488-05:00<a border="0" href="http://infarrantlycreative.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff192/beckientim/roadkill-rescue-button12.gif" /></a><br /><br />Here is my before-and-after for the Roadkill Rescue party by <a href="http://infarrantlycreative.blogspot.com/2007/08/roadkill-rescue-party.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">infarrantly creative</span></a>:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0dfhCXqso4iJQIxj7zX-NXJyl8wCusN83xEXyJ9v7Mos0tYztN818OqQfxlkscwRne9ZVIgtVMg45vX3tDTR_aCetXrWI_MUUEv1AIXTHQoewAzv0hALUkVoZ4NHx5WJ-2pvLDJNiOFtK/s1600-h/step1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0dfhCXqso4iJQIxj7zX-NXJyl8wCusN83xEXyJ9v7Mos0tYztN818OqQfxlkscwRne9ZVIgtVMg45vX3tDTR_aCetXrWI_MUUEv1AIXTHQoewAzv0hALUkVoZ4NHx5WJ-2pvLDJNiOFtK/s320/step1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376134553387932786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf2ObD3kScL-tIRcC2vgiktk1SCIr5SL3Enj4SsEV8N-H2PNIYJ3Fgq2ZRv9b4ghaGDF4hdJCJlKVfhVxE4anr5bgV0SAtJTQJnjq7hyphenhyphengrYRBYNV4tgJn6DrV1cqFWlFCY0v7HCGX-6qTP/s1600-h/step28.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf2ObD3kScL-tIRcC2vgiktk1SCIr5SL3Enj4SsEV8N-H2PNIYJ3Fgq2ZRv9b4ghaGDF4hdJCJlKVfhVxE4anr5bgV0SAtJTQJnjq7hyphenhyphengrYRBYNV4tgJn6DrV1cqFWlFCY0v7HCGX-6qTP/s320/step28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376134546673252562" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"Wait," you say, "that isn't even finished! How lame!"<br /><br />Well, savvy reader, there are two important tidbits which must be considered at this point. First, I will replace the "after" picture with the real "after" when the project is actually finished. Second, the contest didn't stipulate that the project had to be in hands-off finished mode in order to qualify. So, just in case life happens (HA!) and I don't get to paint more on my lazy susan today, I will still have a before-and-after to submit for the contest. After all, the new silver lazy susan already fits our style better than the fruity one did. Thank you, fruity-lazy-susan-giver, for providing me with a project to do! What an AWESOME gift!!! (seriously, no joke)<br /><br />What? You think I should post another set of before-and-after makeover pictures that still fits the contest rules, just in case? Okay!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsP0PNuU-lCIoB8dAtBVyjtiZ-vWq94MgNzeqysWEbC6tDWb5M3lDOP5vXsuOzhppAExDPW0L0Eg5kf-y6dZwBZh04yjkOqQOdIoD7r07FlxYdQDog03DOMAWQOQzPmGVvBLqNVc64J8Rq/s1600-h/HFiskeaux082507.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsP0PNuU-lCIoB8dAtBVyjtiZ-vWq94MgNzeqysWEbC6tDWb5M3lDOP5vXsuOzhppAExDPW0L0Eg5kf-y6dZwBZh04yjkOqQOdIoD7r07FlxYdQDog03DOMAWQOQzPmGVvBLqNVc64J8Rq/s320/HFiskeaux082507.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376139079110223778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ha! Yes, this makeover (on myself) technically fits all the stipulated rules of the contest. And hey, <a href="http://beautyblog.kyredhead.com/">it's what I do</a>! While I don't get to refinish furniture or refab yard sale finds on a regular basis, I do get to exercise a little creativity in making-over damaged skin and poor color choices. And it helps other women in the process — what a joy!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-36399513563344248412009-08-29T20:04:00.012-05:002009-08-31T09:23:01.014-05:00How to Make-Over a Glass Lazy Susan, part 1<br /><ol><li>Clean the styrofoam bits off the surface and rub with alcohol.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCF3gHpNKohtFyXP5dQSqKLpv1r9D4QOY1TnN7tqlheyN1g-tQ90RMBUMPZZoGLPZeBP031CRx5QJmlkkNJqi2ySjH4qGSSvUliWdeLv29piZEGDkUwohG3bWuP0BVdXYCTfBMvTuVLJf/s1600-h/step1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCF3gHpNKohtFyXP5dQSqKLpv1r9D4QOY1TnN7tqlheyN1g-tQ90RMBUMPZZoGLPZeBP031CRx5QJmlkkNJqi2ySjH4qGSSvUliWdeLv29piZEGDkUwohG3bWuP0BVdXYCTfBMvTuVLJf/s400/step1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376131626674197426" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Freak out about paint choices.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rck1p2Z62TTtt2pCLs8wryccqHihP2CgAR49dAmVLOzoRP3CdTmO5-DkRxSlPksLpdcsqXE8G7Rq7yHNuMYEhVQ6hibJHQ5Z-pthaf1TkB9K2z-f0Bo3sD8OUbQyvhc0tgWO651DX8BD/s1600-h/step2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rck1p2Z62TTtt2pCLs8wryccqHihP2CgAR49dAmVLOzoRP3CdTmO5-DkRxSlPksLpdcsqXE8G7Rq7yHNuMYEhVQ6hibJHQ5Z-pthaf1TkB9K2z-f0Bo3sD8OUbQyvhc0tgWO651DX8BD/s400/step2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376131624139611506" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Attempt to scuff surface with fine sandpaper.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEK5opDNvvjQzhAAtYzdqrbgjksnr3N65mTLzHYj397fGUtZTNY7PuzXru_4xqnVIOqS-HDzGA35jLoSLLIFy8RI3EDZxhuFYWSTzlV8MTX3xehRoPDuYoVK0a4N7qZmKQN9qz2SMk_2D3/s1600-h/step3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEK5opDNvvjQzhAAtYzdqrbgjksnr3N65mTLzHYj397fGUtZTNY7PuzXru_4xqnVIOqS-HDzGA35jLoSLLIFy8RI3EDZxhuFYWSTzlV8MTX3xehRoPDuYoVK0a4N7qZmKQN9qz2SMk_2D3/s400/step3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376131620057866194" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Do another alcohol rub.</li><li>Get sandpaper grit all over forearms while leaning to reach keyboard to type steps 1-5.</li><li>Put on Thoroughly Modern Millie soundtrack.</li><li>Bite the bullet and mix Plaid Apple Barrel Colors Craft Paint in Pure Silver with DecoArt Multi-Purpose Sealer, then apply with a sponge brush.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip3kt5kqcEoCsdCsAibYWRRfNYg-Og-2dO1ZUYq9Ln8c3yuKLzHe-Qpy3PfkyPR7MSMU2VwSDrrAYkPBCPezexbG4UgCjJOHdIOeI8GGujD4SiIrZYvLwfKxUHu-ButzZwJD28AWbFChsx/s1600-h/step7.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip3kt5kqcEoCsdCsAibYWRRfNYg-Og-2dO1ZUYq9Ln8c3yuKLzHe-Qpy3PfkyPR7MSMU2VwSDrrAYkPBCPezexbG4UgCjJOHdIOeI8GGujD4SiIrZYvLwfKxUHu-ButzZwJD28AWbFChsx/s400/step7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376131611282168562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2mrnAP00u2BLwdfNenS8ZI2ecrY2kHzrTD_b3kIupYqDojN-KMLDqrwN5BrjFDZwxG3OnXcsH-P9-E9TbA6yf4MHczxt4Id_EEDiQDJNN50wJM1saDU35sikfZufsKbi6jS3UmXKxBaxe/s1600-h/step7b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2mrnAP00u2BLwdfNenS8ZI2ecrY2kHzrTD_b3kIupYqDojN-KMLDqrwN5BrjFDZwxG3OnXcsH-P9-E9TbA6yf4MHczxt4Id_EEDiQDJNN50wJM1saDU35sikfZufsKbi6jS3UmXKxBaxe/s400/step7b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376130317870394658" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Repeat step 7, only more so.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcUKKDdjThEL0b0giNjwPRzWEqJr2Jw5fjF9HWyvnonr7LAZtD0h-SJo58GOyxdd0-ExLqp0thEODgKKZbY6iCo31GMS8nesJJCYMf7hvmUgQsyNDN856EUbOkY85JnOBbT1xTUySFcPqt/s1600-h/step8.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcUKKDdjThEL0b0giNjwPRzWEqJr2Jw5fjF9HWyvnonr7LAZtD0h-SJo58GOyxdd0-ExLqp0thEODgKKZbY6iCo31GMS8nesJJCYMf7hvmUgQsyNDN856EUbOkY85JnOBbT1xTUySFcPqt/s400/step8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376130315060971170" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Enjoy the streaky effect.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBsTwP6w7Veuk47ODr3RikgK4F3g7EAVOzQCYhWfnvUTpnCltO8m3mFQHrq6fp69fFKcGIwYOqeekNSTLjiUReVSt1YLCjly7G70GGYPWjRkR9zFxRo21uas_gAGOb7AYztZdrOOijLaoa/s1600-h/step9.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBsTwP6w7Veuk47ODr3RikgK4F3g7EAVOzQCYhWfnvUTpnCltO8m3mFQHrq6fp69fFKcGIwYOqeekNSTLjiUReVSt1YLCjly7G70GGYPWjRkR9zFxRo21uas_gAGOb7AYztZdrOOijLaoa/s400/step9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376130307188773042" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Wonder how flexible the "Let dry 1 hour" instruction is.</li><li>Take 5 minutes to type steps 6-10, then touch the paint to see if it's dry.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbc3N6p9DtbOg6FatA69Rxf0itPps8kbyCsLMNYZGD4y1fDeb6yGs00JnS7H3R7zBH3x7IcSSla4gFgtvrbahFjcJYrm8ljy1vKtl5FHUbpEMp_aeceA1VAtmYPR9Hu9X1rxabhROrg6f5/s1600-h/step11.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbc3N6p9DtbOg6FatA69Rxf0itPps8kbyCsLMNYZGD4y1fDeb6yGs00JnS7H3R7zBH3x7IcSSla4gFgtvrbahFjcJYrm8ljy1vKtl5FHUbpEMp_aeceA1VAtmYPR9Hu9X1rxabhROrg6f5/s400/step11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376130303096220882" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Attempt to fix fingerprint with brush; decide surface is dry enough for a second coat anyway.</li><li>Make a mental note to do all future painting projects on a rotating stand.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRax9RiFcNtVGRERSgwq35sKHe9CM2BZjJbcm9lwtYZSKIKVsLW-WzVvC5XfN8yIWCfyrTdCi3VE14pPZxWj0bW60KuiWk9jQtE_v7RPL_tCKWdz7JiiumSwGCPOPaZAqROW8XFa07vjdR/s1600-h/step13.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRax9RiFcNtVGRERSgwq35sKHe9CM2BZjJbcm9lwtYZSKIKVsLW-WzVvC5XfN8yIWCfyrTdCi3VE14pPZxWj0bW60KuiWk9jQtE_v7RPL_tCKWdz7JiiumSwGCPOPaZAqROW8XFa07vjdR/s400/step13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376130296683466162" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Wonder why paint won't stick to this one st*pid spot.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1hcF2isUhGki4_C_BF603Zz354Ul5GY7QFfFLLn2x6jLXe3BiwEqezX63QgapgN8F5atIFjhTxqIAxGIWTIJado1wBOtpVOcGaJtevdwCoovoCyRNJa3MzIX6BBrNVA08ZKRuncYaxxpD/s1600-h/step14.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1hcF2isUhGki4_C_BF603Zz354Ul5GY7QFfFLLn2x6jLXe3BiwEqezX63QgapgN8F5atIFjhTxqIAxGIWTIJado1wBOtpVOcGaJtevdwCoovoCyRNJa3MzIX6BBrNVA08ZKRuncYaxxpD/s400/step14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376129118101659106" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Wonder if continually spinning the lazy susan as in the picture in step 13 would aid the drying process.</li><li>Resist urge to touch second coat.</li><li>Paint coat three with happily-opaque results.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja1EU5_ZVa0XhwGNYArVXdyycev8nRyf0hmJktYx2U9Cnqn3NbUctuIU151lJHytm9V-mffrQzg_IE0VgrvviOgTzLEnC_e7Wz-o84fxQV8BTuDyOgEgYTwPRbm9_EgFsBArO2Wnumu4UE/s1600-h/step17.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja1EU5_ZVa0XhwGNYArVXdyycev8nRyf0hmJktYx2U9Cnqn3NbUctuIU151lJHytm9V-mffrQzg_IE0VgrvviOgTzLEnC_e7Wz-o84fxQV8BTuDyOgEgYTwPRbm9_EgFsBArO2Wnumu4UE/s400/step17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376129110917463666" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Realize you're leaning over your project to reach the keyboard; put on painting shirt.<br /></li><li>Mix more paint-n-sealer.</li><li>Appreciate the freedom to wipe a drip of sealer right on your shirt...then hope it doesn't seep through onto nursing bra.</li><li>Paint coat four.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj88XC0Ve_qabfCS8GKx0y4Ex2ubqiDCR_Y2KMVHHF-AW2_-PqhvEwBurpzuKuvrEoKWBxWXwNiyIEu7qqAVlorPp618drvqtl3sCyhcyCObpDTNV9Bb7Fkn2JWtEMmkJ6hvqFypn3i0CCJ/s1600-h/step21.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj88XC0Ve_qabfCS8GKx0y4Ex2ubqiDCR_Y2KMVHHF-AW2_-PqhvEwBurpzuKuvrEoKWBxWXwNiyIEu7qqAVlorPp618drvqtl3sCyhcyCObpDTNV9Bb7Fkn2JWtEMmkJ6hvqFypn3i0CCJ/s400/step21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376129105372123794" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Debate what to paint on finished surface: swirls using dabs of paint and a static brush on a rotating surface? Taped-off geometric shapes? Freehand painted designs? A quote?</li><li>Wonder whether just to use more sealer on top of finished piece or Anita's Water Clean-Up Polyurethane.</li><li>Paint coat five. Resist urge to pour paint on top of surface and just spread it around.</li><li>Hear baby wake up and cry. Push chair back to leave office. Hear toddler comfort baby with a shouted, "Perrin-Perrin-bo-berrin! Banana-fana-fo-ferrin!"</li><li>Dip sleeve in paint on edge of surface by typing from new, pushed-back position.</li><li>Attempt to fix dipped area.</li><li>Fix attempted fix from step 27.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP0doCLxe2r1efsf_evE84ZU97oQDZ4rnCLGw5jkoNR1vQMEFsF2rIVBaR2rFNAQgAWZ_D4C1_PZy2Uzy9BI_5dqA0D6WtcHtGd1hp-wL2F6xNOfdSnn5VQfR5SKNVRa0jQv5VzzAdhaiZ/s1600-h/step28.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP0doCLxe2r1efsf_evE84ZU97oQDZ4rnCLGw5jkoNR1vQMEFsF2rIVBaR2rFNAQgAWZ_D4C1_PZy2Uzy9BI_5dqA0D6WtcHtGd1hp-wL2F6xNOfdSnn5VQfR5SKNVRa0jQv5VzzAdhaiZ/s400/step28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376129095480075858" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Try to clean-up paint on edges by spinning the lazy susan against the brush, thereby creating a raised edge of paint on top of surface.</li><li>Try wiping off new raised edge; spoil entire surface edge; fix new ickies with coat 5.1.</li><li>Discover paint underneath surface of lazy susan (AKA stabilizing place to put fingers).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB3KHslrgYAwnAnW5bAWUgMJgmhwiuV13NxxaGTo_rnZsOhmOuqrhqHGLdalzsTlytvnu89yDlvXkUVNf-jJRrkCTJyX-tbQ4mltK12nUa81r1lxH_ww6OIEsSc-b85W2DhE2U3K7qpVZM/s1600-h/step31.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB3KHslrgYAwnAnW5bAWUgMJgmhwiuV13NxxaGTo_rnZsOhmOuqrhqHGLdalzsTlytvnu89yDlvXkUVNf-jJRrkCTJyX-tbQ4mltK12nUa81r1lxH_ww6OIEsSc-b85W2DhE2U3K7qpVZM/s400/step31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376129092285835362" border="0" /></a><br /></li><li>Leave office to check on baby, show silver fingertips to toddler, and get mini dark chocolate Reese's cup. Close door to prevent kitty participation.<br /></li><li>Realize it has been the length of <span style="font-style: italic;">Monsters Inc</span>. plus both shorts. Forgo chocolate and nurse baby.</li></ol>End of Day One. Stay tuned!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-78126924176052931562009-08-29T19:29:00.005-05:002009-08-31T09:23:27.533-05:00Oooohhhh! I am SO excited!!!<br /><br />One of the blogs I follow is so freaking awesome. It's called <a href="http://infarrantlycreative.blogspot.com/">infarrantly creative</a>, and it's by a red-haired Christian crafter! I log on to my Google Reader every day, just hoping she has posted something else — she's <span style="font-style: italic;">that </span>awesome. Reading her blog is kind of like going to my happy place; I totally live vicariously through her über-crafty life.<br /><br />So anyway, she's having a contest for her birthday (Monday) for her readers to "make-over" something they've found or received for free. I wanted to do it so badly, but I just couldn't justify spending the time when my house needs serious attention (not to mention my children and my business...oh, and my husband). However, Charlie and I decided that I could take 1 or 2 hours tonight to do it anyway, to juice up my creative-happiness so I'll have energy for the long tasks ahead. LOL<br /><br />I even found something we'd received for Christmas 2008 that I'd intended to makeover, but never have (see ¶2). Pictures to come!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-73541016772889654942009-07-25T19:17:00.008-05:002009-07-25T21:50:48.303-05:00<a href="http://www.cafemom.com/journals/read/1502195/PIOG_Breastfeeding_Offensive">Click here</a> for a SERIOUSLY FUNNY post about breastfeeding and society's standards of "offensive". Everyone please <span style="font-style: italic;">please </span>check it out — especially if you think it should never be done in public! :)<br /><br />Speaking of BFing in public, I am so grateful for <a href="http://lrc.ky.gov/KRS/211-00/755.PDF">KY state breastfeeding law</a>. That helped make it a lot less stressful for me to do my job (as a nursing mom) when I had to feed Perrin during traffic school this afternoon (12-3:45). Not only did I have the reassurance that I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing, I had freedom from fear of retribution. That's exactly what laws should do — protect citizens. None of the 43 class<span class="text_exposed_hide"><span class="text_exposed_link"> </span></span><span class="text_exposed_show">attendees cared anyway, which is awesome...not that they could even tell I was doing anything other than holding my baby. LOL I gave the instructor a heads-up before the class, but Perrin ended up wanting to eat exactly during one of our breaks, so the timing was a non-issue.</span> I am <span style="font-style: italic;">so </span>proud of our state, especially in light of what other states grudgingly provide to protect their nursing moms. In fact, KY recently passed an addendum to the law detailing the fines should someone "interfere with a mother breastfeeding her child" — $500 for the first offense and $1,000 for subsequent offenses! GO, KENTUCKY!!!<br /><br />Caspian just astonishes me, every day, with his precociousness. He came up to me tonight and chanted, "All for one and one for all! We are the three Musketeers!" Then he looked into my eyes and stroked my arm as he asked, "Remember that song, Mommy? Do you remember that?"<br /><br />He also looooves playing with my pink Mary Kay <span style="font-size:100%;">Cadillac business card holder (which I earned as a prize). </span><span style="font-size:100%;">He asks to play with it every time he's in my office: "Excuse me, ma'am — can I hold your Mary Kay car, ma'am...please?" Seriously, he says it just like that, every time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh72-fjOljz87QVMb1WL5v-Zpl1_OBiWQMq9l31vFhU20rF5MjU-rKi8YK5tDNCfcaijXi1R5jKavpprb0QZfkGS07kbBS6qTWqLz-1HdeP7vJPDu0pg1LX1sRoQdZJk_tWwAFIQgIoPh2N/s1600-h/PinkCadillacCardHolder.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh72-fjOljz87QVMb1WL5v-Zpl1_OBiWQMq9l31vFhU20rF5MjU-rKi8YK5tDNCfcaijXi1R5jKavpprb0QZfkGS07kbBS6qTWqLz-1HdeP7vJPDu0pg1LX1sRoQdZJk_tWwAFIQgIoPh2N/s400/PinkCadillacCardHolder.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362569146058839314" border="0" /></a><br />Last Saturday, I told him we'd get to see a REAL pink Mary Kay car at our unit potluck at my director's house. He was <span style="font-style: italic;">ridiculous </span>excited at that prospect. When we arrived, the garage was open enough for him to see the bottom of the car (a pearl pink Cadillac SRX), and he thought that was the coolest thing ever. However, being almost 3, he immediately got distracted by people, food, and cornhole. I'd totally forgotten about the whole car thing, but when we got in our minivan to leave, he got pretty upset (like, crying) when we left without getting to sit in the Caddy. Yes, my son </span><span><span style="font-size:100%;">cried because he didn't get to ride in the pink Mary Kay car. *sigh*</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> Yesterday, I asked him if he wanted to do anything special for his birthday this Sunday, and out of nowhere he exclaimed, "I want to sit in the REAL pink Mary Kay car!" LOL He'll be thrilled when we get to the expo at Seminar next week and he gets to sit in all the MK cars! Can't wait to give him a ride in our family's <span style="font-style: italic;">own </span>"REAL pink Mary Kay car" someday.<br /></span>The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-25280866333945010062009-07-24T14:37:00.004-05:002009-07-24T15:19:05.214-05:00We made the trip to Levi Jackson State Park in London, KY on Tuesday to meet with <a href="http://www.bluelunaphotography.com/">the Cole Family</a> for a joint 3rd-birthday cookout for our toddlers (who share a birthday). I can't believe Caspian will be 3 on Sunday. The park and the visit were sooooo awesome! First off, we L-O-V-E the Cole family. Second, Ed Cole snagged us a picnic shelter that had real bathrooms and a playground. Third, the food was really, really good. Fourth, the weather was perfect. Fifth, we L-O-V-E the Cole family. We all had a blast, and the London exit off 75 has pretty much every business that we'd need should we decide to stay overnight there some time. London is exactly halfway between Wilmore and Knoxville, so it's now our official meeting place. We're even going to visit the World Chicken Festival in September! It's going to be so exciting getting to create these family memories together in the years to come.<br /><br />Because I'm too tired to reorder them, here are the photos in reverse-alphabetical order according to their file names (which is how they uploaded):<br /><br />Caspian enjoyed sliding at the state park playground<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSZY3ZiVXAbQ1qXqGZ4V9oUPFc5XdWPt2Tukn9nJaZ-q_yScFIg_uwvZnw_qo185rgr0_6afKuiw2MO5f6Y-YQod-Ky9qAK1Reaf4aCKuZCJemeOpoPOhYBLTFUsKD5fIZ7GSE5a0izsK/s1600-h/slide.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSZY3ZiVXAbQ1qXqGZ4V9oUPFc5XdWPt2Tukn9nJaZ-q_yScFIg_uwvZnw_qo185rgr0_6afKuiw2MO5f6Y-YQod-Ky9qAK1Reaf4aCKuZCJemeOpoPOhYBLTFUsKD5fIZ7GSE5a0izsK/s400/slide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362115920017645794" border="0" /></a><br /><br />His hair enjoyed the static it created.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP7LZAxSd_lRKPtcAV7LnJ3KZyCH8Xya_3Lf93las2-K2cx-IUWNrlOdUGUjPRn4xTbH7ooBxO-6rWoj3eO1WfmWaARyLC66rxis4E6FsuNOC5WPySNL1geXEzM5UKUcBB9xiyVPgOJUxF/s1600-h/slidestatic2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP7LZAxSd_lRKPtcAV7LnJ3KZyCH8Xya_3Lf93las2-K2cx-IUWNrlOdUGUjPRn4xTbH7ooBxO-6rWoj3eO1WfmWaARyLC66rxis4E6FsuNOC5WPySNL1geXEzM5UKUcBB9xiyVPgOJUxF/s400/slidestatic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362115919547786226" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Caspian wore his birthday apron to help crush crackers for tuna cakes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH6TmBqSz38gDBF98D3ez4nTlKBnvs0tTLOt6xAxwkgj1iU82_qrnJSIHoGmb1KRR4_bmqm4zVsxgJPn2RepjTtS6OcxtY9auJ9YCGTi6CkiMuZt2BwvT5hQiP-zvqNh9c3FvdFz63DLfl/s1600-h/newapron.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH6TmBqSz38gDBF98D3ez4nTlKBnvs0tTLOt6xAxwkgj1iU82_qrnJSIHoGmb1KRR4_bmqm4zVsxgJPn2RepjTtS6OcxtY9auJ9YCGTi6CkiMuZt2BwvT5hQiP-zvqNh9c3FvdFz63DLfl/s400/newapron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362114709257490546" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Dueling Potties! This was not even staged, folks. Two toddlers, one birthday. Two potties, one brand. Two snacks, one fruit. Heck, even their clothes matched! LOL<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhFO5FLa5sgn01Vt7xH_C8JwGaHSMJH-2qdJO-2Mt9KJbev5UFtL4f98pUWyfEbn-ZM5T83VTbvrXiG808E0vpGp5E0JwVGzkqdbViYvSwXWqjTT8NPqQT24b5bRuNRv4xskKgPvUqzig/s1600-h/doublepotty.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhFO5FLa5sgn01Vt7xH_C8JwGaHSMJH-2qdJO-2Mt9KJbev5UFtL4f98pUWyfEbn-ZM5T83VTbvrXiG808E0vpGp5E0JwVGzkqdbViYvSwXWqjTT8NPqQT24b5bRuNRv4xskKgPvUqzig/s400/doublepotty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362114708061645714" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We got a chocolate truffle cake from Wal-Mart for their birthday cake (heck, $8 for a Bill Knapps replacement cake? no-brainer). Caspian and Charlie shared a piece, but Caspian turned it around and ate all the icing off the end when Charlie left to change Perrin's diaper.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ227cVeyv-egbiIsdTniIvasq2-XkCuVmbSkgK4dhZRg-Rt5isphJh9t9my617t4t3SjNIFzjwIbYiIgOF6P2QJfIv2g2WPjhhsg7AUeSNfSrQm6-a6irv6jyEDbk_ML7sjGkm9JOyOoq/s1600-h/3rdBdayCookoutCake.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ227cVeyv-egbiIsdTniIvasq2-XkCuVmbSkgK4dhZRg-Rt5isphJh9t9my617t4t3SjNIFzjwIbYiIgOF6P2QJfIv2g2WPjhhsg7AUeSNfSrQm6-a6irv6jyEDbk_ML7sjGkm9JOyOoq/s400/3rdBdayCookoutCake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362114700862247474" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Beautiful Becky Cole holds my Perrin.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRRoMZ5IAXezPme9fXrMSPXZCJPNcNlPiQTa9ZJgBZCA_OgV2wQ4pLPHZVk7nxn8EfpS8Yr3eksGSVLlcu7VVJLmkQ44X0nVOz32GAvbbwBzj816r9Bg0Fkwr89ywj0GXCQu5M8D-96xnB/s1600-h/Becky&Perrin0709.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRRoMZ5IAXezPme9fXrMSPXZCJPNcNlPiQTa9ZJgBZCA_OgV2wQ4pLPHZVk7nxn8EfpS8Yr3eksGSVLlcu7VVJLmkQ44X0nVOz32GAvbbwBzj816r9Bg0Fkwr89ywj0GXCQu5M8D-96xnB/s400/Becky&Perrin0709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362114697414792930" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Perrin's 3-month well-baby checkup was this morning. He weighs 15lb 11oz and is 24.5" tall! The doctor proclaimed him "perfect" and said he's doing so well, we don't need to come back until 6 months. Perrin loves to sing along with me when I sing to him. He's so full of joy and expresses opinions on everything. I think his teeth are starting to bother him, as he bit me while nursing for the first time on Monday and he chews his hands even when he's not hungry (which causes the drool factor to go up).<br /><br />Caspian pooped in his potty for the FIRST TIME EVER yesterday! How odd to think that it's the first time in his life he didn't do it in his pants. Anyway, we had quite a few runaround days last week, and his potty training totally regressed since he's only comfortable using his own little potty (not big strange toilets). Yesterday was a "naked day" so he could get used to sitting on the potty again when the urge hit. We'll get there!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-85157308958702434102009-07-16T19:52:00.005-05:002009-07-16T20:08:26.062-05:00Check out Caspian's new profile pic, on the right! It doesn't show off his hair, but at least he's smiling. Okay, he's not <span style="font-style: italic;">actually </span>smiling...I asked him to say "Batman" and took a picture. But it looks like a smile, right? He actually has no clue who Batman is, but he got a Batman-with-sword action figure from my grandparents for his upcoming birthday and LOVES it. I mean, it <span style="font-style: italic;">holds </span>a <span style="font-style: italic;">sword</span><span>, mom</span>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuIKRgcWaHUN8LtDiURD0FKJg1Q1BhVo2R3gI1OGDH9M8fOuvTLnB37eEB5JyXhhZZYeYG1lkrOZKD8c46ocIuswpmRENJp4XhZmJanu4fH6del0AAgGou3xQR4pMSLW5cyEp2LT0AGkJa/s1600-h/Batman-smile2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuIKRgcWaHUN8LtDiURD0FKJg1Q1BhVo2R3gI1OGDH9M8fOuvTLnB37eEB5JyXhhZZYeYG1lkrOZKD8c46ocIuswpmRENJp4XhZmJanu4fH6del0AAgGou3xQR4pMSLW5cyEp2LT0AGkJa/s400/Batman-smile2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359228785344916370" border="0" /></a><br /><br />He also got a sweet apron (which he wore to help with dinner tonight) and a rockin' cowboy outfit:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPqH1KVDOrCwVGt-6tg8hJfDs34qWg2uG3WsYCPkDGqnM9nNz_x_d9qX2SPhmF8i5hmxWZXoVhoum8bFTwIYYjfkbGlKpRaMu7kpa5qq_IKZpuNf85FVXRUAsXUQ_z6hDuI71koNV2_Nbc/s1600-h/cowboy1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPqH1KVDOrCwVGt-6tg8hJfDs34qWg2uG3WsYCPkDGqnM9nNz_x_d9qX2SPhmF8i5hmxWZXoVhoum8bFTwIYYjfkbGlKpRaMu7kpa5qq_IKZpuNf85FVXRUAsXUQ_z6hDuI71koNV2_Nbc/s400/cowboy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359227054442181666" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqbl21EFJZI3D9d0qov_26_tTa8kggo0vhHiauMOojWYU0O8yjkt0N2nKJupZm3Aso5S2n_SS397GzZwJkavafk0arewe06zmFyBn7JBduq-Wm00ZDwbH7N4RVKZK6UQ1V8NwmJriH62mS/s1600-h/cowboy2-standupstraight.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqbl21EFJZI3D9d0qov_26_tTa8kggo0vhHiauMOojWYU0O8yjkt0N2nKJupZm3Aso5S2n_SS397GzZwJkavafk0arewe06zmFyBn7JBduq-Wm00ZDwbH7N4RVKZK6UQ1V8NwmJriH62mS/s400/cowboy2-standupstraight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359227057795344530" border="0" /></a><br /><br />You totally want this outfit for yourself in grownup size, don't you? The chaps go really well with his <span style="font-style: italic;">Cars </span>training pants. It came with a map, chaps, a "real working canteen!", a vest-with-a-badge, a hat, a bandanna, and two arm cuff things. The first picture is him standing so I can take a picture. The second picture is what happened after I asked him "Do you have a belt buckle?" (lean over to look at belt buckle) and "Would you please stand up straight so I can see your belt buckle?" (stand up high on tiptoes and concentrate so hard on doing it "straight" that his eyes bug out). How mom am I that when I look at that second pic all I want to do is kiss his little tummy and the sweet little crook of his elbow?<br /><br />I finally put some real posts on my Beauty Blog again. Well, I started them. They'll be posted later, because I have to go make dinner now. It would help if someone (anyone!) would post a skin care or cosmetics question on there! <a href="http://beautyblog.kyredhead.com">http://beautyblog.kyredhead.com</a>The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-22176710840268745342009-07-14T12:14:00.007-05:002009-07-14T16:55:21.606-05:00Before we start this picture extravaganza, I'd like to draw your attention to Perrin's updated picture in the right sidebar. RED eyebrows! :)<br /><br />On a recent trip back from SC for Charlie's grandma's funeral, we made a leg-stretching stop at one of those obnoxious rest stop fireworks stores. It had a bunch of fun stuff for kids outside (naturally), so Caspian wanted his picture taken as he played.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheNG0KwS_qTi06XniAG4pKQa16Wl-T2L8a7fLGHygDAGdcys1n-6UpFnzrucPQSpQO6MczEnOkYvGmTB_-W0otEji-TqQx2flkdgOIaWJBHeeEExiDPz2uHbJmCNP1m_O7cVp5WYcZJ_bP/s1600-h/RestStop-rocket.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheNG0KwS_qTi06XniAG4pKQa16Wl-T2L8a7fLGHygDAGdcys1n-6UpFnzrucPQSpQO6MczEnOkYvGmTB_-W0otEji-TqQx2flkdgOIaWJBHeeEExiDPz2uHbJmCNP1m_O7cVp5WYcZJ_bP/s400/RestStop-rocket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358373671627429986" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkmkKHT6x0YOisH3UQtcueNl14_ZE5em-pjnQcQZu0C_qwmBFUUIKag9ZIEktX-fI-9quBytZdz1euoW7J0N306dnkQcMIjh0jKVw-dh8oruhJLuGPoo8JHAugh2eA0YToe56toYyKpkK2/s1600-h/RestStop-car.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV9qYak9FWtTJ6VgzNqasgnq3PtK4pS1zdq0Z4OS4R_uyYxMJTTpcMcL6K2005Fcv16f-pQ6GFMPgFgY_46QrmF66lZy8o2FQ9R2Kq46hHYXEUVxQvgDKYm-TMqALGYczk4C6O_8wYaa9T/s400/RestStop-clown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358373073474553314" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMSNVpyA4xPMMXTD9mp-5TEuXym_6otK-GtWIV0T8Ou6V_Gzhyphenhypheng_qrvK4TRs7BoP4ggJItezvUrDQrZhfUxHxfqMZe3FG64hmlbDdpqJr1XfHvaTlSTz8MfA7HPe2jIqmwlOfSVxenNovu/s1600-h/RestStop-cowboy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMSNVpyA4xPMMXTD9mp-5TEuXym_6otK-GtWIV0T8Ou6V_Gzhyphenhypheng_qrvK4TRs7BoP4ggJItezvUrDQrZhfUxHxfqMZe3FG64hmlbDdpqJr1XfHvaTlSTz8MfA7HPe2jIqmwlOfSVxenNovu/s400/RestStop-cowboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358373059309799042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixz1zK8fOWm1eUBZGJjklNda70DaNzC09gkanpbXBvn05V8t2TTUPZiA77uxW14sPBslyaSQsMYf5ooTiIRdv8RQVH56e6DP9Tj3dohI_iRKr1odJoZAABf9PofeFXIYzahz0P3gJnDppH/s1600-h/RestStop-firetruck.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixz1zK8fOWm1eUBZGJjklNda70DaNzC09gkanpbXBvn05V8t2TTUPZiA77uxW14sPBslyaSQsMYf5ooTiIRdv8RQVH56e6DP9Tj3dohI_iRKr1odJoZAABf9PofeFXIYzahz0P3gJnDppH/s400/RestStop-firetruck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358373042268749954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Perrin was so worn out after all that sitting-in-a-carseat-and-being-carried that even nursing was taxing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggRF9oZYW6S3jktJjhZnQrifHL3tV0M84Gvyt5In9tZSRcEEhbY7B6ccnIKRb3ZyH4WLOtGl0jvPWYaHNG-Dboyp1J36vRx_cEuldPUxgjdyToOJOA-4XhnNhs5t0Z8SLeXlaCLErjH65i/s1600-h/taxing.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggRF9oZYW6S3jktJjhZnQrifHL3tV0M84Gvyt5In9tZSRcEEhbY7B6ccnIKRb3ZyH4WLOtGl0jvPWYaHNG-Dboyp1J36vRx_cEuldPUxgjdyToOJOA-4XhnNhs5t0Z8SLeXlaCLErjH65i/s400/taxing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358373027946500898" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Perrin has developed nice kung-fu moves, though.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwzN-47_I91ZwxQAxzKO8ys8bEkk9-URSHN65wrNx0h0U06mvsr057eQfyHMUTDYntqJO7WlQ3hwgpPpu3Nee-w7Ia3qaNciI_m1e7gMloWBKe2G_SQxfjUaN1NfSrLphp2XLe_JnUWBPy/s1600-h/NinjaMoves.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwzN-47_I91ZwxQAxzKO8ys8bEkk9-URSHN65wrNx0h0U06mvsr057eQfyHMUTDYntqJO7WlQ3hwgpPpu3Nee-w7Ia3qaNciI_m1e7gMloWBKe2G_SQxfjUaN1NfSrLphp2XLe_JnUWBPy/s400/NinjaMoves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358369147923085090" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Boxing was his thing back when he was a week and a half old.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuITT0Jyo_RW4jmBpz_0bjhPSZO8BgyW4RFgom8NMvHb7OunX-dkDIVGJLKxPr8__lpp3UiWfAWM-AGM6LnVgCdPt5uFn5VJ4qkO5-PC80No1Q2i3v5xwhjtmh9SyzHk3Jvwi-sNUPCKew/s1600-h/knockout1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuITT0Jyo_RW4jmBpz_0bjhPSZO8BgyW4RFgom8NMvHb7OunX-dkDIVGJLKxPr8__lpp3UiWfAWM-AGM6LnVgCdPt5uFn5VJ4qkO5-PC80No1Q2i3v5xwhjtmh9SyzHk3Jvwi-sNUPCKew/s400/knockout1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358366276256920770" border="0" /></a><br /><br />(Joey Tribbiani) "How YOU doin'?"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIsz7qL0twFbEoPadLJra__SiX9bIhdCaOLGmdA6dr3-hBVQlsrboX1r2GGANmepteU11Boi0q-N1mB7XtvK4auCX-oUPQj0pmucHXZrbhJ8QF66-Q5qBgnk-VN41sB-tpEbENI6PpV5Vp/s1600-h/HowYOUDoin.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIsz7qL0twFbEoPadLJra__SiX9bIhdCaOLGmdA6dr3-hBVQlsrboX1r2GGANmepteU11Boi0q-N1mB7XtvK4auCX-oUPQj0pmucHXZrbhJ8QF66-Q5qBgnk-VN41sB-tpEbENI6PpV5Vp/s400/HowYOUDoin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358366273392598690" border="0" /></a><br /><br />love these continuous mode shots (he was just bobbing and lip-smacking, but it <span style="font-style: italic;">looks </span>like I caught a surprised moment)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxZ_rB8T9IwNyu1oBnzzkf4Prc30Ge8LNlZm3mYTscUSslh9cDQSd8MbEUnjjK-ocOoknyIcii7SylTlcbX6bV4BpCpfUBUw1bePlZJdU_8SdWWX9q5vP2Jafyf4OrZNbqnNqgdvN2AcIk/s1600-h/fakesurprise.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxZ_rB8T9IwNyu1oBnzzkf4Prc30Ge8LNlZm3mYTscUSslh9cDQSd8MbEUnjjK-ocOoknyIcii7SylTlcbX6bV4BpCpfUBUw1bePlZJdU_8SdWWX9q5vP2Jafyf4OrZNbqnNqgdvN2AcIk/s400/fakesurprise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358366270375103314" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...maybe not all of them are so great (double rude, son)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilD2nL8_E3_1MP55YQriwVz5m779zo6CspuMzIwCvmnIdVzYbhIejJTRYEGpkZbb1tyvALZwfJaCBry4yk1qfYzKmZwan6p6ewAXxwKJ_0gIUrO-S4UjaWFCpIbXYgUOU8_sTSV9Et3BRe/s1600-h/BadManners.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilD2nL8_E3_1MP55YQriwVz5m779zo6CspuMzIwCvmnIdVzYbhIejJTRYEGpkZbb1tyvALZwfJaCBry4yk1qfYzKmZwan6p6ewAXxwKJ_0gIUrO-S4UjaWFCpIbXYgUOU8_sTSV9Et3BRe/s400/BadManners.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358366263674682370" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Milestone #2 for the week: he sat up today! Well, sat <span style="font-style: italic;">over-</span>and<span style="font-style: italic;">-</span>up! Click for a bigger view.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk3lRxpE6AE0hgUK9kBs9GfYKIS1rdOk8UdYWKCYz0nwj39E7Pt2cYCF604SmON7aGSQbeqAgzABTGfvNWosGSr7iHgqKHcz96y72vCugLccpCos5y1dlN9YpIt6x1nQNdWUL84TSvpJ2B/s1600-h/1stPerrinSitsUp.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 76px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk3lRxpE6AE0hgUK9kBs9GfYKIS1rdOk8UdYWKCYz0nwj39E7Pt2cYCF604SmON7aGSQbeqAgzABTGfvNWosGSr7iHgqKHcz96y72vCugLccpCos5y1dlN9YpIt6x1nQNdWUL84TSvpJ2B/s400/1stPerrinSitsUp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358366262355433826" border="0" /></a>The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-21283426863818749552009-07-14T08:20:00.004-05:002009-07-14T09:53:10.889-05:00I finally dumped my cell phone! (I mean, I downloaded the pics to my computer.) It was mostly Cake Wreck submissions, but here are some others:<br /><br />Caspian "shooting dinosaurs" at Wal-Mart (we never put in money)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQlQ2epoBrHFj8WFUkOnt39CKMHuwyX2gqWe-UBrMip7knnTCx5gi7oOaKp5_Nr-1Rbf4PDMcjPG7l0Tfw9IoQXLGcyRkLPwjUQrz0RxV4KWk_0o9zzUnUxmB_Mpe4J2LPYCpb2oxcTjfa/s1600-h/CaspianVideoGame09-13-08.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQlQ2epoBrHFj8WFUkOnt39CKMHuwyX2gqWe-UBrMip7knnTCx5gi7oOaKp5_Nr-1Rbf4PDMcjPG7l0Tfw9IoQXLGcyRkLPwjUQrz0RxV4KWk_0o9zzUnUxmB_Mpe4J2LPYCpb2oxcTjfa/s400/CaspianVideoGame09-13-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358324294761447842" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Caspian the photographer instructs his model to "look surprised"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiimY0PpUALuaGA4Pg1_XTMlFSh13rBhKzVOvuIwQLAssleFLQBlr-TFf8QXYVZM6Ggy8fkV7FAUwlnCpJ4eBqlfg-1bp6C06k123czTEBmyMyMNRY4d9pQ9r9ZjOj24Y6t5c5s9c_kWd3Q/s1600-h/CaspianPhotoShoot08-14-08.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiimY0PpUALuaGA4Pg1_XTMlFSh13rBhKzVOvuIwQLAssleFLQBlr-TFf8QXYVZM6Ggy8fkV7FAUwlnCpJ4eBqlfg-1bp6C06k123czTEBmyMyMNRY4d9pQ9r9ZjOj24Y6t5c5s9c_kWd3Q/s400/CaspianPhotoShoot08-14-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358324290957007186" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Caspian the photographer shoots his pregnant mommy on the sly<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWuMRlWa6a9WETyJCutxcVmskcFOD8PsmiUr9p93S_iA8CWXz4Jot8k8FR5QbqwZUnu21Xdl47sZ08cypnQS7aVIaTVtwPSYv45zVyNCYazQlm0axq5NCrHG7ftEMMXq5ja6eJZVNxqpXF/s1600-h/CaspianCell10-29-08.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWuMRlWa6a9WETyJCutxcVmskcFOD8PsmiUr9p93S_iA8CWXz4Jot8k8FR5QbqwZUnu21Xdl47sZ08cypnQS7aVIaTVtwPSYv45zVyNCYazQlm0axq5NCrHG7ftEMMXq5ja6eJZVNxqpXF/s400/CaspianCell10-29-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358324288366301602" border="0" /></a><br /><br />the Sharpie Wall at Office Depot **drool**<br />for Hilary, this is like <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8i1GIf729U4">Monica and the notebook</a> (2:45-3:00)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpH6-k3AdRQ0gL4xkBxYuPkgOCyrduINch11nTFb4Arzes7hK6Y0sz1XIWt0vvQ0HHRlPP1XlLL13by9GVd7ckIF_k3kgJYbLf-aevnyrZrZ8-WfuKqXLjKTdwCneYGBkGwVDPYP2W_qQM/s1600-h/SharpieWall.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpH6-k3AdRQ0gL4xkBxYuPkgOCyrduINch11nTFb4Arzes7hK6Y0sz1XIWt0vvQ0HHRlPP1XlLL13by9GVd7ckIF_k3kgJYbLf-aevnyrZrZ8-WfuKqXLjKTdwCneYGBkGwVDPYP2W_qQM/s400/SharpieWall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358324282330392626" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Perrin wanted my thumb edge to stay in his mouth, so he grabbed my hand :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibsX1XgaLTXMSKhO5eViLpmRO5KeKMI5QPr9yu7dOvqzVHWKq9kpUN9kJoAN6nbWzbBtNwyaabBUygxSqISeUN7DjPwJPyAyR-C9USqaZ6Q5HPgWNLJaLycxaK2GcDYVhpn9kSyZ_rlQoR/s1600-h/PerrinGrabsThumb06-01-09.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibsX1XgaLTXMSKhO5eViLpmRO5KeKMI5QPr9yu7dOvqzVHWKq9kpUN9kJoAN6nbWzbBtNwyaabBUygxSqISeUN7DjPwJPyAyR-C9USqaZ6Q5HPgWNLJaLycxaK2GcDYVhpn9kSyZ_rlQoR/s400/PerrinGrabsThumb06-01-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358324283613203314" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Guess who rolled over yesterday? My baby! We were at the dermatologist's office, and I laid him on the paper-covered table so I could change clothes, and the little stinker got bored of talking to me, turned away, and flung himself over to the right! Fortunately, that was the wall side (plus, I grabbed him on instinct before he would've fallen anyway — go Mommy Reflexes™). Last night, whenever Charlie laid him down , he tried rolling off, too.<br /><br />Perrin Chats & Smiles<br /><embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/multv.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="first_video_id=taliajenea:video:8&base_uri=multiply.com&is_owned=1&security=vSNoOxnUsaA%2CyBmtCFhy0A" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="480" height="420"></embed><br /><br />Caspian is doing well with potty training here at home, but to date has refused going outside the house on a strange toilet (and still doesn't go #2 in the potty at all). Last night was almost a test of other-pottyness, as he actually said that he <span style="font-style: italic;">wanted </span>to go sit on the potty, but the restroom was flooded with an inch of water. We ran another errand and came home, and he still had all 3 flags on his pull-up! Yay!<br /><br />His big thing right now is asking for food after we brush his teeth for bed. The first time, I asked if his mouth wanted food or if his tummy was hungry. He said his tummy was hungry (and we'd had a weirdly-timed dinner), so we gave him some cheese or something and brushed his teeth again. We explained that he needs to tell us when he's hungry so we can give him food, but eating time is over once we brush teeth for the night. Now, however, it's a nightly occurrence. Instead of just asking for food, he says, "My tummy is hungry!" Let me tell you, it broke my heart having my child on the verge of tears last night, begging me for food. (cue violins) BUT, last night he repeatedly refused offers of food, both for <span style="font-style: italic;">and </span>after dinner, so my sympathies did not come into play. Once we got into bed to read a book, he didn't bring it up even once.<br /><br />Speaking of which, it's amazing what is in-born in children. What kind of cosmic joke is it that children naturlly ask for a drink of water once they're in bed? Neither Charlie nor I get a drink before bed, and we don't keep water by the bed, yet about 4-5 months ago Caspian started asking for a drink of water once we're in bed! Funny.<br /><br />I'm trying to get on a better schedule, so we're going to try meal planning. I'm not used to cooking actual dishes for dinner (just á là carte), so this is very daunting. Also, our freezer space is nil. We'll be starting slow on this one! LOL Now, if only I had some Seven-Layer Bars to sustain me... :)<br /><br />One positive step toward this whole "cooking" thing is that my KitchenAid is usable! It's been sitting in the car (for six months) and on the kitchen floor (for seven months) since Christmas 2007. We took it to my mom's to help with family dinner, and it started leaking oil. First, we didn't get around to looking up KitchenAid repair places, then we had no money, then we forgot, then we kept forgetting, then I found out we'd have to pay to ship it for repairs, then we forgot about it again, then Charlie looked up the problem on the internet and found out that the tiny amount of oil leakage is common and doesn't matter!<br /><br />Off to search Craig's List for a chest freezer!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-81182576593841509322009-07-11T21:56:00.001-05:002009-07-11T21:56:28.840-05:00another giveaway<a href="http://www.clothdiaperblog.com/feed-your-stash-friday-potty-training/" title="FEED YOUR STASH FRIDAY Potty Scotty or Potty Patty Potty Training Dolls Deluxe Kit"><img src="http://www.clothdiaperblog.com/wp-content/themes/tma/images/latest/potty-scotty-potty-patty-feed-your-stash-friday-giveaway-470x175.jpg" alt="FEED YOUR STASH FRIDAY Potty Scotty or Potty Patty Potty Training Dolls Deluxe Kit" width="470" height="175" /></a>The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-71705692235460239092009-07-10T19:17:00.006-05:002009-07-11T09:16:34.334-05:00First, a plethora of pictures.<br /><br />trying to sit up<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQPTeTuz5QfkEiAL3-TOGiaCF5jJ8cOo8MGdJ6d7JyBbRnuSybR8EOAehUNlfdiNqeuhtEEe3xDHTeKUsgxa1roJTVLfXyZlng6f2Ic3HJIHojfImG-0Y7iitJSHtU_IDOLTppAUWXJim9/s1600-h/TryToSitUp.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQPTeTuz5QfkEiAL3-TOGiaCF5jJ8cOo8MGdJ6d7JyBbRnuSybR8EOAehUNlfdiNqeuhtEEe3xDHTeKUsgxa1roJTVLfXyZlng6f2Ic3HJIHojfImG-0Y7iitJSHtU_IDOLTppAUWXJim9/s400/TryToSitUp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357202144982231970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />frothing spit bubbles (time to eat!)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJVSnPl01Hz24z2npTLzMGEwqhI0bpFE6AhxsuVDr0T0YX7pbNdLjyVHLOOYWtbn-HhzERrK3aBRd8cc1bUe-1EQU5hncdCgT2TShI8NYtLsquCeNl2Av1Ju8hWOePuMJuDCdt0Ldp1dFL/s1600-h/saliva.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJVSnPl01Hz24z2npTLzMGEwqhI0bpFE6AhxsuVDr0T0YX7pbNdLjyVHLOOYWtbn-HhzERrK3aBRd8cc1bUe-1EQU5hncdCgT2TShI8NYtLsquCeNl2Av1Ju8hWOePuMJuDCdt0Ldp1dFL/s400/saliva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357201739127633762" border="0" /></a><br /><br />middle-of-the-night migration<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSk3MscgYsQhSWqCQMvlxzLFknXjG5OKC3sLHqZSXb0cz8m2ycXcSzWr19IpXqtRaO7wSIh3vERsC6c3zShskkLKJjEjXyFE58DbTklLRHLV1jNvH-Ke__N3TPZQplxkJqk5BfrACO6fX/s1600-h/migration-5AM.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSk3MscgYsQhSWqCQMvlxzLFknXjG5OKC3sLHqZSXb0cz8m2ycXcSzWr19IpXqtRaO7wSIh3vERsC6c3zShskkLKJjEjXyFE58DbTklLRHLV1jNvH-Ke__N3TPZQplxkJqk5BfrACO6fX/s400/migration-5AM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357201735006294386" border="0" /></a><br /><br />the tools it took to get our first coconut drained, open, and scraped (concrete front porch not pictured) (yes, that is my Higginbotham hammer)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWe0RLG4__baDkuVIbZ1hEAgNhJWDIfnE14iVELLzk8ZPUBLeQ6PU0JIH86bQSOg-UTJhuBrHjY9Jj_-CDqdIrXIbHASOzcJZOlFSD-gIk7jn8QVliIIlKna0KEjLW9prU4kKXjhordbOt/s1600-h/CoconutTools.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWe0RLG4__baDkuVIbZ1hEAgNhJWDIfnE14iVELLzk8ZPUBLeQ6PU0JIH86bQSOg-UTJhuBrHjY9Jj_-CDqdIrXIbHASOzcJZOlFSD-gIk7jn8QVliIIlKna0KEjLW9prU4kKXjhordbOt/s400/CoconutTools.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357201726998447714" border="0" /></a><br /><br />what turned out NOT to be a clump of hair in the tub drain<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTnVHK6CB73NY7hsjcZwZvwe9EkAk07G34CzuyDTyynkZlf-L0lvPPBontW8VUaY5x9iv7MiOMSiCGzcisQJU4pFvQm82wcHXEdTzDdwG4WL95focXCeCSDnAZq-_e5ZCb54zo31u0iRR/s1600-h/ThatsNotHairInTub.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTnVHK6CB73NY7hsjcZwZvwe9EkAk07G34CzuyDTyynkZlf-L0lvPPBontW8VUaY5x9iv7MiOMSiCGzcisQJU4pFvQm82wcHXEdTzDdwG4WL95focXCeCSDnAZq-_e5ZCb54zo31u0iRR/s400/ThatsNotHairInTub.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357201722912692274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />why we spent our tax refund on a king-sized bed<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsxDhEcouXshTQXNxHqmESJUzYpw15XQ-ooxMioL2Q5RNhfT-4Pc-yJPvSYz59Hv_LORiQHF6wpOW5T3-FnNoZiSlb4YDGpqopHe00FhxHUdnOt8qdschZIiLjdmeJUT61lRSjqQCwDDc3/s1600-h/WhyWeSleepKing.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsxDhEcouXshTQXNxHqmESJUzYpw15XQ-ooxMioL2Q5RNhfT-4Pc-yJPvSYz59Hv_LORiQHF6wpOW5T3-FnNoZiSlb4YDGpqopHe00FhxHUdnOt8qdschZIiLjdmeJUT61lRSjqQCwDDc3/s400/WhyWeSleepKing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357201721333434754" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Daddy learns to multi-task<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZed5RyJhBnvmxa_YPizIpo8JT27c-aLVkczsXLE1sEdM6xvSXu2d0CdU1dgmk0djnJxMA1qDvODAdY2i0puF7wu-bKchMmg0kg9hCUeaW3IU6drqaVSsv2zrCirQL1qxqDZUgzYQcoUfe/s1600-h/DaddyMultitasks.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZed5RyJhBnvmxa_YPizIpo8JT27c-aLVkczsXLE1sEdM6xvSXu2d0CdU1dgmk0djnJxMA1qDvODAdY2i0puF7wu-bKchMmg0kg9hCUeaW3IU6drqaVSsv2zrCirQL1qxqDZUgzYQcoUfe/s400/DaddyMultitasks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357196878227316226" border="0" /></a><br /><br />brotherly bonding in a SC motel<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjYqJxn861DKqYuJhpNfGxCfnbTuiocQ0pt92ectP_djyPZMvaVGm0f2S7-F_Pktkb98nMShO1rnVilWC8DXJyOcqRCz7ex-uqVWvkmdLR-nchSb5R_8QUHfmCewBf952Drm0Tl36jqMO/s1600-h/brothers-crop.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjYqJxn861DKqYuJhpNfGxCfnbTuiocQ0pt92ectP_djyPZMvaVGm0f2S7-F_Pktkb98nMShO1rnVilWC8DXJyOcqRCz7ex-uqVWvkmdLR-nchSb5R_8QUHfmCewBf952Drm0Tl36jqMO/s400/brothers-crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357196876617435890" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Despite the fact that I'm not wearing a skirt, Caspian is adamant to hide inside.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVADBBKf5k2WVlnm4RxLkWQNhiffNFnKw0xZtcTHannGdf48dyU56fkHiKZnk0eGXyt7xo51NLWH6NTmTOVaQGFOtkeidK-zlvGRvWp1_bmcFX6FQ5T52LIHlJJN8rs2XmdXG6mfFi_Lx/s1600-h/NotASkirt.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVADBBKf5k2WVlnm4RxLkWQNhiffNFnKw0xZtcTHannGdf48dyU56fkHiKZnk0eGXyt7xo51NLWH6NTmTOVaQGFOtkeidK-zlvGRvWp1_bmcFX6FQ5T52LIHlJJN8rs2XmdXG6mfFi_Lx/s400/NotASkirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357196869047638978" border="0" /></a><br /><br />2mo Perrin grins at Daddy<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5x1WaBaTfETZyi3NVGJffS9soXCSxBIU2JSWN_2vM2O_Kwn3av38fHRidtFzTUWWKZEcSH6JYnuq_S5M82jeLFjdUvaCUse0W_F0m8CvggugMFDZXdIlOLlybR6ecZG5HVWUZu1glkpY/s1600-h/2monthSmileAtDaddy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5x1WaBaTfETZyi3NVGJffS9soXCSxBIU2JSWN_2vM2O_Kwn3av38fHRidtFzTUWWKZEcSH6JYnuq_S5M82jeLFjdUvaCUse0W_F0m8CvggugMFDZXdIlOLlybR6ecZG5HVWUZu1glkpY/s400/2monthSmileAtDaddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357196866308792850" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Perrin, 11w5d (he graced his special outfit with a rare spit-up moments before) (I had to change his outfit before bed because his thighs just wouldn't fit in this one anymore.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix8tJyQOk5xxNSFzgTDIxm07w-dkN0Qxt6KXt4vQQZ4c8Zf_4ncTGOarlVoCVmAxsOszMuQxrbSKPArgxzse5Bf9Pwpw4E4wUBKcn0yiw6FMQhOFbd5mbU9OIX02QaJt_V8kelR4ZGAJ9l/s1600-h/bunny-11w5d.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix8tJyQOk5xxNSFzgTDIxm07w-dkN0Qxt6KXt4vQQZ4c8Zf_4ncTGOarlVoCVmAxsOszMuQxrbSKPArgxzse5Bf9Pwpw4E4wUBKcn0yiw6FMQhOFbd5mbU9OIX02QaJt_V8kelR4ZGAJ9l/s400/bunny-11w5d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357196859945492450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Okay, onto the news.<br /><br />We're on day 4 of potty training Caspian. Perrin is already 15 pounds, and the little chunkmeister has outgrown our Little Sandies infant diapers...which means he needs to use the Motherease One-Size diapers...which means Caspian can't, as we don't have enough for two children to use them (unless we wash a load of diapers every day)...which means Caspian is getting potty-trained! LOL<br /><br />He was ready, anyway. He's very interested in potty books and talking about the potty, and he is aware of when he's going to "go". On Tuesday, we bought him some Cars training pants that have little designs on the front which disappear when they get wet. There are 3 on each pair, so we let him wear the same pair as long as he can keep at least one design. He has done AMAZINGLY. He lost one design yesterday and one the day before. We have potty time as soon as he wakes up, before and after each meal, and before bed. He knows that if he feels like he's about to pee, he's supposed to run to the potty, pull down his training pants, and sit on the potty. He has only had three accidents in the last four days — all willfully, to see what would happen. Now, he loves making it to the potty on time. He even got up from bed two nights ago and from his nap yesterday (both before he'd fallen asleep) because he knew he had to go. What a big boy!<br /><br />The only obstacle we have to overcome now is that Caspian doesn't want to poop in the potty. We don't know why, and he knows when it's coming (and retreats to the corner to hide), so we're hoping he gets over it soon. We promised to buy him big boy underwear as soon as he starts pooping in the potty.<br /><br />TIDBITS:<br /><ul><li>Caspian has started telling me how much he misses me when I'm gone "at work" for a few hours. That's pretty wonderful.</li><li>He acts out his favorite book and movie scenes, complete with emotions and vocal inflection.</li><li>Once every few weeks, he decides to sleep in his own bed.</li><li>Sometimes he shouts, "Babe!" when he wants me, because that's what Charlie calls when he needs me. Yeah, we nip that in the bud.<br /></li><li>We think he's starting to read, because he's sounding out words he finds. One a walk, for example, he saw the word "WATER" on a water main mini-manhole. He pointed to it and said, "wuh-ah-tuh-ǝ-err...water!"</li></ul><ul><li>Perrin is so flirty. He'll look you right in the eye and talk and smile forever! He coos along when I sing to him, and definitely uses non-verbal communication via facial expression. When you sit and talk with him, he tries to repeat you.</li><li>He never complains/cries unless something is wrong.</li><li>He is so gorgeous. He has a dimple in each cheek. Sometimes he laces his fingers together (like he's praying), and it's so adorable. And, yes, he's another curly redhead.<br /></li><li>He holds his head up, and he's trying so hard to sit up by himself.</li><li>He has 5 fat rolls on each arm.</li><li>He's slept through the night for a couple weeks now, PRAISE GOD. </li></ul><ul><li>Charlie enjoys working at home SO much. It is so much easier to parent the way we want when we're both home.</li><li>I'm already 100% back in my pre-pregnancy clothes (and about a ½ size smaller).<br /></li><li>Having mono for the last two months has made it difficult for me to jumpstart off maternity leave the way I need to. Prayers (and <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">referrals</span>) are appreciated!</li><li>If you are running out of your <span style="font-style: italic;">regular </span>brand of sunscreen, moisturizer, face wash, shave gel, body lotion, mascara, etc. — or would just like to try something new — please give Mary Kay a try. My business is our family's financial support! MK has a 100% satisfaction guarantee, and free shipping is cheaper/easier for you than driving to the store. :) <a href="http://www.marykay.com/kyredhead">Shop on my website 24 hours a day!</a><br /></li></ul>I love my boys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We are so immensely, incredibly blessed.<br /><br />Speaking of blessed, we were approved for EBT, so we can "afford" to buy any food we want! All we need now is to find someone with a chest freezer they don't want anymore so we can save some of this bounty for when we really need it! If you know anyone in central KY who wants to get rid of a chest freezer, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">please </span>let us know!<br /><br />We spent the 4th of July playing with Ginny and her boys, then at RJ Corman's, then watching fireworks in the rain from the playground next door. Pics to come...<br /><br />I finally broke down and bought 2 pairs of <a href="http://www.birthandbabyorders.com/index.php?p=77">LANACare Wool Nursing Pads</a>. Using disposable breast pads was grossing me out so much, I couldn't take it anymore. They're $7 a box, too, so at a box a month for the next 2 years, they're also costly. The wool pads should last that entire time, and beyond! They feel soooo wonderful and soft. And best of all, they're large enough to fill the entire bra cup, so no more fumbling with a crumpled breast pad when I'm trying to re-hook my cups! Two thumbs way up.<br /><br />C ~ "I want two crunchy pastas and two cold broccolis, one big, and one small." (He likes to eat dry rotini and frozen broccoli.) He ate his entire serving of broccoli tonight still frozen. He still very much prefers cold or lukewarm food, in general.<br /><br />Oh, yeah. We had our 9-year wedding anniversary a couple of weeks ago. And Caspian turns 3 in two weeks!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-9375811049831749612009-06-26T07:23:00.001-05:002009-06-26T07:25:07.943-05:00<a href="http://www.clothdiaperblog.com/feed-your-stash-friday-a-thirsties-giveaway/" title="FEED YOUR STASH Friday: A Thirsties Giveaway!"><img src="http://www.clothdiaperblog.com/wp-content/themes/tma/images/latest/thirsties-fysf-giveaway-470x175.jpg" alt="FEED YOUR STASH Friday: A Thirsties Giveaway!" width="470" height="175" /></a><br /><br />Click the picture to visit Cloth Diaper Blog and enter the contest by next Friday morning!The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-36964921818098581692009-06-17T19:30:00.002-05:002009-06-17T20:21:22.031-05:00Last night, when I put Caspian's dinner in front of him, he said, "Oh, wow, this looks great! Thank you for my dinner, mommy!" Our jaws dropped. LOL He also is sitting on the potty more (without prompting), and has now peed in it three times! It's very exciting at our house.<br /><br />Perrin gained over 5lbs in his first 6 weeks and is chunking up nicely. He has four fat "indents" on each arm: wrist, elbow, between the two, and above the elbow. He looooves his mommy and smiles when I come into his field of vision. He also spends time talking with (and hitting) the dangling giraffe rattles on his bouncy seat.<br /><br />Thanks to my awesome clients and friends, I achieved Star Consultant status this past quarter — my ninth! THANK YOU, LADIES!<br /><br />My next big challenge is two-fold: booking 8 hostesses for the next two weeks AND giving away 8 of the new Tinted Lip Balms with SPF15. Want one? It only requires 30-40 minutes of phone time (or sit-down-for-coffee time) to let me share some information about what I do — no obligations other than giving your honest feedback. Anyone who participates not only receives a FREE lip goody but also is automatically eligible to receive unlimited "Talent Scout" gift certificates! As always, referrals are appreciated. Who do you know who likes to give her opinion? Would enjoy getting something free? Might appreciate an opportunity like what I do? Comment or call or e-mail me!<br /><br /><a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/06/17/funny-pictures-for-door-handels/"><img class="mine_4345592" title="funny-pictures-cat-does-not-need-door-handles" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2009/06/funny-pictures-cat-does-not-need-door-handles.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /></a><br />see more <a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/">Lolcats and funny pictures</a>The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-23388653172702348772009-06-12T09:18:00.004-05:002009-06-12T09:32:32.507-05:002 Big Pieces of News!1. Perrin slept through the night last night for the first time!!! We went to bed around 11pm and woke at 7:30am — praise the Lord!!!<br /><br />2. I need YOUR HELP to qualify as a Star Consultant by Monday!!!<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:180%;">Don't waste time and gas shopping at the store</span></em> — let me ship your mascara, moisturizer, lipstick, perfume, body wash, eye shadow, or Father's Day gift to you for FREE!<br /><br />Star Consultants are those who have sold $3,600 in a quarter, and I am only $300 away!<br /><br />If you are running low on your regular brand of ANYTHING, I challenge you to give Mary Kay a try. We have a <a href="http://www.marykay.com/kyredhead/guarantee.aspx?tab=home">100% satisfaction guarantee </a>for a reason — you won't be disappointed at how long this stuff lasts OR at how well it works!<br /><br />Call or shop on my website for FREE shipping and a FREE gift: <a onmousedown="'return" href="http://www.marykay.com/kyredhead" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://www.marykay.com/kyredhead</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.kyredhead.com/paperwork/June2009Flyer.jpg">Click here </a>to see the new products that will come out Monday, available for paid preorder NOW. Write any of these products in the "Comment" section when you check out, and it'll get added to your order.<br /><br />Call or e-mail me personally with questions! <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Spread the word!</span></strong> Every referral helps!<br /><br />P.S. I'd love to thank you for your help with a summer makeover or pedicure — my treat. :)The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-20217541837820810412009-05-01T13:15:00.001-05:002009-05-01T13:18:10.189-05:00GCDH GiveawaysThe Great Cloth Diaper Hunt is on again!<br /><br />Check back to this post for updates on contests and giveaways you can enter during May!<br /><br />1. Cute Caboose's <a href="http://www.cutecaboose.com/pages/TheGreatClothDiaperGiveaway.htm">Great Cloth Diaper Giveaway</a>The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133908533831132005.post-71375455079395845532009-04-27T08:12:00.004-05:002009-04-27T08:53:37.976-05:00I'm doing much better now that we figured out that Perrin switched days and nights, so I'm napping with him from 4-7 or 8. I'm going to try to keep my blog updated now, and Charlie's working on putting together my birth video (both R- and PG-rated versions). I tried running light errands with the family on Saturday, and that was a VERY BAD idea. It took me almost two days to recover back to where I had been, prior to. Having people bring us food has been the biggest blessing (well, that and having people take Caspian when Charlie's at work). It relieves so much stress to know that we can open the fridge 24 hours a day (nursing hours) and find already-cooked food, ready to be eaten. Plus, baked goods are THE BEST grabbable, gosh-I'm-starving food for nursing moms: zucchini bread, pumpkin bread, chocolate bread, lentil bread, muffins, cookies...<br /><br />I need to get some nursing clothes and at least one new bra. After nursing for over two years last time, I know now that it'll be a good investment. The trouble is finding my size...and for less than $50 a shirt! Nursing wear is mega expensive.<br /><br />Anyone have a dishwasher they want to get rid of?<br /><br />I'm so enamored of my new sweet boy. He looks just like Caspian, only with hair. There are so many poses and facial expressions I could do a side-by-side comparison of. He's definitely his own person, though. His voice is different; he's mellow but opinionated...he's just right to hold his own with his feisty brother. I was worried about loving him for who he was but the fact that it was "real" set in after a day or two, and I have no problem staring at him and kissing him all the time. He is very alert during his awake times, and looks around at everything. He likes it when I sing, and he's trying his darnedest to strengthen his neck.<br /><br />Guess what happened last week? Well, I'm going to try to fill that in at some point, but what I was referring to was a visit from my Kate!!! She surprised us by driving down from northern Indiana with her kids to visit! She even used her mad photo skills to take some beautiful pics of 4-day-old Perrin. Whenever she posts them on her photography website or sends us digitals, I will link immediately so you can see them all.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0fjvKdRr7XQHLMrXS8AqAkRYLEcmQX1GjHHq7YI3lG0xn_kbTjxGvzrv3HYuR2KpaUEZKyKTaF5BLxeZ_mEMbTIDfeaYVnQKoVuLH8tQUDPRV606Q2ohq2XR33ArwTMMv4tZUIoLNm-4L/s1600-h/n517405290_6552603_6189693.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0fjvKdRr7XQHLMrXS8AqAkRYLEcmQX1GjHHq7YI3lG0xn_kbTjxGvzrv3HYuR2KpaUEZKyKTaF5BLxeZ_mEMbTIDfeaYVnQKoVuLH8tQUDPRV606Q2ohq2XR33ArwTMMv4tZUIoLNm-4L/s400/n517405290_6552603_6189693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329362121164128530" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It's definitely a test, trying to parent two. My fuse is pretty short right now, and I struggle with being patient and not losing my temper. Caspian is acclimating very well, given the circumstances. His acting-out has been very mild and pretty much limited to disobedience -- nothing against Perrin, praise God. We've been trying to keep Caspian's nap routine the same, with mixed success. Part of that problem is the fact that I need the bed to sleep with Perrin in the afternoon as well. I need to get the nursery cleaned out so we can put a twin bed in there for his naps. Sigh. To have the strength to stand long enough to wash my face, much less clean.<br /><br />One scary thing happened this morning. I had finished Perrin's 6am feed and decided to stretch a little in bed before laying down. I stretched my arms and legs in opposite directions and <span style="font-style: italic;">felt two of my ab muscles separate</span>. Seriously. It was so gross and it hurt and I wanted to panic. I had no idea that could happen, and un-extending didn't put them back. I was about to wake up Charlie to pass off the baby so I could stand up and try to scrunch standing up, but I decided to pray instead. Thank goodness I made that choice, because then <span style="font-style: italic;">I felt them go back together</span>. Seriously. Our God is an awesome God! Hallelujah!<br /><br />I had subscribed to <a href="http://nursingbirth.wordpress.com/about/">this blog</a> on my RSS feed reader, but it makes me so angry I had to take it off. Please, please, please check it out. I'm serious. Especially if you are pregnant or planning to become pregnant. Ever.The Fiskeaux Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07376427618528646836noreply@blogger.com1