You asked

And by you, I mean, Taylor. The rest of you might not care. Except Molly. You care about everything MB and L4 related. ๐Ÿ™‚
So– the nursery. The nursery that I fretted, nagged, cried, and swore over? It’s not done. I’m not sure it will ever be done. I prefer to think of it as a work in progress, sort of like me. I’m sure we’ll keep ticking projects off of the to-do list right up until the time this room is ready to be turned into something else!

First, a repeat picture of my squirrel.  I posted the first picture of him with his giraffe here, just so you can see how big he is getting. So– this is his crib. The outside of the bumper is Amy Butler Full Moon Dots in Cherry.  Here is a better picture of the bedding– taken the day we came home from the hospital. The inside is super soft minky dots. [I want to cover my entire house in minky dots. I rub my face on MB’s pillows when she’s not looking.]

I chose this fabric because it coordinates with the Amy Butler Wallflower print that I used for MB’s bedskirt.

Finding fabrics that coordinated for both boy and girl was a little tricky, especially since I am not skilled enough to make decisions about color and scale and design-y things like that. Amy Butler prints are coordinated enough for dummies like me. ๐Ÿ™‚

The curtains are sailcloth panels from Target that got an upgrade from Grandma Moose [my mom]. She is my go-to seamstress for baby rooms, much to her dismay at this point. I’m sure every time her phone rings now, she’s willing me to just buy something from Pottery Barn Kids already.  Ahhhh– but I could never be so easy. [Which she should totally know by now, having raised me. =)]

Just a few weeks ago I finally got around to doing the “art” [if you can call it that] for the space above the changing table.

I wanted [and actually convinced Lee to get] a Sugarboo print for above the changing table. I’ve wanted one forever and thought it would be perfect for this space– until the day that MB stuck her hand into a tub of Aquaphor and smeared it all over that very wall while I was changing her diaper.  And then Plan B was hatched. It’s a canvas covered in burlap and painted with fabric paint, so even if it one day gets covered in poop, [and I am positive that day will come sooner rather than later] I can toss it and do something else and not shed tears over it.

We finally got around to hanging Lee IV’s car mobile a few weeks ago. And by we, I mean Lee III.  I am no help on these projects.

[Another idea hijacked from Sugarboo and executed by my chief seamstress.]

And that’s about it, unless you want pictures of the piles of toys and dirty clothes on the floor. Let me know if you do– I like to keep it real around here. ๐Ÿ˜‰


Ran out of time

I had really hoped to get a blog post together today, but I woke up way behind on my to-do list. Will you be pacified with some pictures?

More soon if you’ll stick with me!

Mazel Tov, Y’all

Why yes, I did just fly to Nashville with a newborn baby.  People look at me like I’m a little nuts when they hear this. It was a little nuts. But I only would have done it for a few people on earth.

Jill is one of them. She got married last weekend with one of the best weddings I’ve ever attended. We started off the weekend with a bridesmaids luncheon at The Hermitage Hotel. That’s the [Hur-muh-tij] not the [Hur-muh-TAAAHJ], for all of you who are not from around those parts [Julie!]. And yes, there is champagne in that orange juice. I’m sorry to say the champagne is not the reason for my poor picture taking.  I really just need to study my For Dummies book a little more. ๐Ÿ™‚

This is Ashley, one of the only other people I would have flown with a newborn for. Luckily, her wedding is a few months away. Hopefully I will be getting more sleep then and will not look like a bloated zombie in my bridesmaid’s dress.

Fingers crossed. 

The rehearsal dinner was at Nashville City Club, where we performed our second-to-last-ever rehearsal dinner poem.

I wish I could say this was after the champagne, but it wasn’t. My friends are just weirdos.

The wedding ceremony on Sunday was one of the most beautiful services I’ve witnessed. One of the bridesmaids even cried through most of it.
Oh wait. That was me. 

The reception was definitely one of the coolest parts of the weekend. It was at The Loveless Barn, where we dined on fried chicken and biscuits. I’m not sure wedding fare gets any better than that, at least not for me. ๐Ÿ™‚

And the bride and groom where pretty fabulous, too.

Mazel Tov!

About those pigtails

Yes, we have pretty much decided that the pigtails are the cutest thing ever. Monnie put them in her hair on New Year’s Day, and I laughed so hard I nearly cried. I don’t know what was so shocking about it, other than that she looked so babyish. But she is still my baby, so it shouldn’t have been shocking, but it was.

And then I decided that when/if we ever give potty training another go, I must put her hair up like this before she pees everywhere except the potty.

Because who could be frustrated at that face?
I know I couldn’t.