Pre-move craftiness

I haven't done anything crafty in over a month.

But here are the pictures of the crafty things that happened before that month-long hiatus:

A lot of baby stuff happened.  Sorry.

-This is a taggie blanket and bib I made for my soon-to-be-born nephew, Chase.  Flannel on one side, terry cloth on the other.  And in case you didn't know, terry cloth is messy, like super messy.  By the end of these two small items, I was covered, my floor was covered, the dog was covered.  It was everywhere!

-Family friends had a little girl and a month later I finally made a small gift for her.

What I won't mention is that it took another month (after we moved) to finally send it out.

I made her two sets of baby legs (I've given up on making them for my daughter, her thighs are too big) and a taggie blanket.  I also made a changing pad, but I don't seem to have a picture of it.  Oops.

-And because I found this super cute fabric, I also made Chase a changing pad and diaper holder.  The diaper holder is designed to fit a wipes travel container and a couple of diapers.  Then it can fit inside the changing pad.

So you don't think that I came up with these wonderful ideas on my own (I'm not that creative), I should tell you that I got the patterns for them, except the baby legs, from this book:

And for the baby legs, I got the pattern from Snazzie Drawers.  I can't find the exact page it was one, but  just browse around and you'll find it.  And if you don't find it, that's alright, because she has a lot of super cute things to look at.

Before I sign off and go back to my mothering duties, like potty training my daughter and feeding my kids breakfast, I'd like to leave you with a smile:

ARRRGHHH!

She loves to vacuum.  I can't wait for her to be old enough to vacuum for real, without me worrying that she's going to pick up my vacuum and throw it against something.  It's possible she likes to do that with hers.

In case you cared: Yes! I'm still alive!

Holy moly!  It has been almost forever since I last blogged something.  Sorry.  The past few weeks have been crazy.  We had spring break, then some sickness, then some serious cleaning, then some packing and moving, then more serious cleaning, then some long distance driving, then some hotel living, and ending with empty house living.  It has been a bit hectic to say the least.  Our move was expected, but it came sooner than originally expected, does that even make sense?  The drive wasn't too horrible, with two kids and a dog. 

A few things I learned from the drive:

-Size 4 Pampers can make it 100 miles without a leak (any distance after that. . .well, you'll just have to see for yourself)

-Even though your dog doesn't poop at all on any of the breaks you take, doesn't mean she doesn't want to poop.  It just means she's waiting until you go into McDonald's to eat and she'll do it on her blanket in the back of the car.

-Before the age of "are we there yet?" is the age of "I'm hungry".  This age brings with it: "I'm hungry", "Can I have a snack?" "Is it lunch time?" and "When can we eat?" (and this age cares not if it's been 2 hours or 2 seconds since food was eaten).

But we made it in one piece and I think my mother-in-law still loves me and the kids.  Oh, you didn't know, I made her ride shotgun and help me with the kids.  If someone makes an offer like that, I'm taking them up on it.  Now you've been warned.

We just missed a "door-to-door" move of our household things by one day.  This meant that when we did get our house, they wouldn't be able to deliver it for another two weeks.  So, as I type this, I'm currently sitting on a borrowed sleeping mat, in an empty house (listening to my son count as high as he can. . .he's currently on 136. . .we're a little bored).  The hubs offered for us to stay in the hotel until we could get our stuff, but I couldn't do it.  Even in an extended stay hotel, that just wasn't enough room for me, him, the boy, the girl, the dog and all our junk.  Plus, I couldn't find any of the clothes I packed in my suitcase.  It was a big jumbled mess.  I needed to move into this house if only to dump out my suitcase and throw my clothes all over the place (which I did do and now it's biting me in the butt because I have to pick everything up before the stuff comes).

(The boy stopped at 149.  I guess he was actually counting something.  Who knew?)

I guess having nothing gives one the time to do other things.  We've already been to the beach and LOVED it!  Tybee Island is fantastic.  If you've never been, you need to go.  And because we've chosen not to put the boy in school for the last couple weeks of the school down here (it's only kindergarten. . .right?), I can take them during the week, while everyone else is in school.  Is it horrible that while I type that, there's an evil laugh happening in my head?  Bwahahaha. . .

That's all the excitement happening in our lives.  Actually, look back, I suppose it isn't very exciting.  It seems quite boring.  Once I get our stuff, I'll start crafting again.  And I'll post pictures of the small things I managed to get done before the move.  

Anyone know of any babysitters in the Savannah/Richmond Hill, GA area?  Probably not.