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Such a simple and satisfying little project.  I love soft blocks.  I get to use up lots of little odds and ends of favorite fabric and make a pretty and practical little toy at the same time.   This batch of blocks was for baby Fiona (recipient of the Sweater Slippers) but since I know first hand how awesome they are to have kickin’ around, I feel extra good about this little gift.

I made soft blocks for Soren way back when (isn’t it amazing how 18 months feels like it stretches back to forever ago?).  Full of fluff and some little jingly bells to boot, these blocks worked well for all ages of babyhood.  Now, when my active toddler wants to play catch with his bro, or you know, just chuck something across the room, it’s nice that that something doesn’t leave a dent in the wall (or someone’s head for that matter).  It’s also nice that it jingles while it pops his brother in the face.  Soft blocks span the ages, see?

I hope Fiona agrees that they’re as good for chomping on at 3 months as they are for clobbering your brother with at 18 months.  Oh Fiona, there is so much fun in store for you….

{this moment}

…taking inspiration from SouleMama in celebrating {this moment}. There are no words to this Friday ritual. Just a sweet and simple moment from the week to remember, cherish and absorb just a little bit longer.

{this moment}

…taking inspiration from SouleMama in celebrating {this moment}. There are no words to this Friday ritual. Just a sweet and simple moment from the week to remember, cherish and absorb just a little bit longer.

{this moment}

…taking inspiration from SouleMama in celebrating {this moment}. There are no words to this Friday ritual. Just a sweet and simple moment from the week to remember, cherish and absorb just a little bit longer.

While at 18 months old, my own baby is hardly a baby anymore, I am comforted by the fact that others keep reproducing.  There is no shortage of babies to love.  And maybe just as importantly, there is no shortage of babies to make for.

Baby Fiona is the newest and cutest little muse of mine.  As the new baby of a close friend, I have been itching to shower her with some handmade baby love.

Anna Maria Horner’s Cute-as-a-Button Booties from Handmade Beginnings seemed the best way to utilize the scraps of an accidentally, ahem, felted sweater.    My hope is that next year when she’s scooting around, this winter baby will have some warm and woolly goodness to protect those sweet little toes.

I couldn’t make sweater slippers for just anyone.  Some I know might find it a little, gross maybe?, that the fabric of these small shoes is used.  But I love the idea of upcycling.  I love that I can take something that I wore and loved and make it freshly into something that my newest little friend will wear (and hopefully love).  It’s giving something another go-around.  A sweater gets a brand new life as a pair of baby booties.  That’s reincarnation at it’s best, I think.

{this moment}

…taking inspiration from SouleMama in celebrating {this moment}. There are no words to this Friday ritual. Just a sweet and simple moment from the week to remember, cherish and absorb just a little bit longer.

I can never overlook an opportunity to send mail and Valentine’s day is such a wonderful one.  I usually design a quick card with the boys’ picture on it and send it out to family and friends.  This year the idea of a field guide was snowballing in my brain and gathered enough momentum to manifest itself into a very special Valentine’s Day greeting.

Our Field Guide to Loveable Things.

It’s kind of a cross between an Audubon field guide to insects that Eli has kicking around and a little nightly ritual we have called “happy things”.  Eli likes his head to be filled with happy things right before he drifts off into slumber.  So we talk about things.  We often talk about things that have delighted us in the past.  The time that we visited the goat farm and about 50 baby goats came running up to us all maaaaaing enthusiastically.  Or the June night in Maine when a firefly crawled across Eli’s finger.  The rattly, comforting sound of a purring kitty.  The sweet goodness of a summer ice cream cone at the farm.  Steaming hot chocolate after sledding.  The satisfaction of a good skipping stone.  Happy things.  People and animals and moments that are easy to love.

And so I arrived at a very condensed version of a long list of lovably happy things. These particular loves are a little snapshot of the things that have been delighting us in our mid-winter days.  Each item got a “Latin name”  (Chocolate = Nomore leftus, Maple syrup = Sapophytum delicium,… you get the idea) and a pseudo-scientific little description of its habitat, feeding habits, etc.  It’s silly and sweet (Soren = Soso cutus) and a fun way to celebrate our very, loveable life.

Happy Valentine’s Day!  Wishing you all so many loveable things.