Friday, July 31, 2009

Mod Podge summer project


Here it is! My summer project. I couldn't have done this project without my hubby. He made the picnic table and printed out the tinted pics at work. He Rocks!





Basically I took each board on the top of the picnic table and Mod Podged it with pictures of the kids to create the rainbow effect. I used the ROY G BIV scale, the two purples are Indigo and Violet. They look very close to me, but my hubby assures me they are two different colors.

So the table is 8ft long and hubby hasn't put the brace on yet, that is why its sagging a bit. After I Mod Podged it, we coated each board with Thompson's to help protect it from the sun and weather.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Yes, I'm a bad housekeeper.


How do I know this?

As I was cleaning the master bathroom today, my precious two and half year old daughter walked in and gasped. She literally gasped, sucked in an overly large and loud bit of air. "Mommy!" She cried with a unsure look on her face.

I laughed as she looked at the uncluttered vanity and clothes-free floor. "Hey baby, Mommy cleaned up." I told her with a huge smile on my face.

Her answer to my proclamation? She pointed her chubby little girl finger up at me and said, "You?"


Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Toy Box Redo



Well, here it is. The toy box my grandmother gave me when I was about five years old. I now have a daughter and wanted to redo it for her. I repainted it. Changed the fabric on the top and changed the name. I also added a hinge to keep the lid from bonking the kids on the head when they open it. What were our parents thinking? I wonder how many times I banged my head or smashed my fingers? I mod podged the extra fabric to a wooden board and had my wonderful hubby cut around the ballerinas with a jig saw. There was much debate on the best way to do this. Cut the wood first? Make a cardboard template? (That was my father-in-laws idea. Hubby and I just blinked at him.) In the end I covered the entire board and then cut the shapes out. Then I used the Dremel to smooth the edges.

I'm going to use the old fabric I removed to make a scrapbook page for my mother. She didn't want me to change the toy box, but she reluctantly told me she thought I did a good job. Works for me!

Here are the before and after photos.


Monday, June 29, 2009

New Picnic Table!



Look what my wonderful hubby made for me! He wants me to decoupage it. Since that is one of my favorite craft mediums I can't wait. But, I'm going to have to. I think its just too hot to decoupage right now. It would probably dry before I placed the picture. My plan is to use pics of my kids, I'll definitely have to get some kind of sealer that is light safe. I haven't decided if I want to do it like a flag or a rainbow. I'm leaning toward the rainbow, it's just so much more colorful.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Where is my staple gun!?


Somewhere in the wreck of a garage my staple gun hides. I don't understand. My hubby comes out here for hours at a time to "clean and organize" his space. See those little sandals? They were too small for our daughter last year. Why are they out of the Goodwill box? They were at one time ready to be taken. See the chess board and the crystal dish? Hand-me down from hubby's boss. We didn't want it, but we are the "just give them our junk" people apparently. How did we become those people? Trust me, if I haven't used it in six months, it's gone. I am not a hoarder. And where the hell did that coffee cup come from? I don't recognize it as one of ours.
Here's more. The stereo? Doesn't work. I want my staple gun. I have plans that need to be fulfilled! I wanted to start my toy box redo project. I have fabric, I have the will, but I don't have my stable gun!


Look! An empty drawer! A perfect place to store my staple gun. Yes, I could go out to the garage and organize it for my hubby. But then he wouldn't be able to find his tools. I would constantly hear, "Honey, where's my...?" Also, there are almost definitely spiders lurking in the depths of all this junk. I don't do spiders. So for the time being or at least until tomorrow night when I send hubby out to find my staple gun, I will be working on my toy box redo Sat. I am staple gunless.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Wednesday Night Freedom

I love Wednesday nights. My hubby takes the kids to his father's house. I get 2 hours of freedom. I can craft, read a book or watch television. Tonight, I am reading. I'm on the fifth Sookie Stackhouse book. Short post, I know, but time's awaistin'!

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

My Unique Kids

Jake is our Little Man. Isn't he handsome? You'd never know by looking at him that he has Autism. He's my problem solver. Jake never asks for help, he will work at something until he figures is out... or breaks it. He is compelled to know how things work. I look at the above picture and just know he is figuring out how that flower came to be. Yes, Jake stims, he flaps his arms when he gets excited and he lines up his cars end to end when he's upset. He has meltdowns when he doesn't get his way, but what four year old doesn't throw a tantrum once in a while. He also gives great hugs and kisses, he cuddles and he tries so hard to please the adults in his life. He works so hard, too hard for someone this young. What four year old has a full time job? Jake does. No, he doesn't get paid, at least not in money. His pay off is being able to ask for a certain toy or cartoon or milk. Jake gets up everyday and goes to school for seven hours, he spends time in occupational therapy and speech therapy and ABA. Then comes home to more. It seems harsh like its too much, but for kids with Autism, work is play and play is work. Autism makes it hard for Jake to socialize. Autism makes it hard for Jake to communicate. Autism makes it hard for Jake to do a lot of things, but it does not make it hard for him to love. And it definitely does not make it hard to love him.
The DIVA. Yes, in caps. Ryan, my baby girl. She's gorgeous even with her ragamuffin hair. At two and a half she is wise beyond her years. My mother says Ryan was born old. She wasn't, but she has taken on the roll of protector of her older brother. Somehow, Ryan at her young age decided that her big brother needed someone strong to stand up for him. We didn't push her to do this. It just came naturally to her. Ryan is strong-willed and loyal. One day Ryan will be able to speak her mind, she does now, but I know she will teach others that everyone is different. Everyone has unique talents that should be explored. Every kid has something in them that can and will benefit others as well as themselves. Ryan commands attention everywhere she goes and hopefully someday she will use that ability to teach others about her brother and what Autism means.

Both of my children can be anything. Nothing can hold them back.

I didn't want to use this blog as a soapbox and I will probably (hopefully) never mentions my son's Autism again, but I want people to know that small comments at the grocery store or the park about a child's tantrums are not needed and not appreciated. It hurts. It hurts me but more importantly it hurts my children. Jake has a hard time speaking but he understands everything that is said to or about him. Children with Autism tend to live in the now, words like later or in a little while have very little meaning to them. If that child is having a meltdown because he can't get something he wants at that moment "a good spanking" is not going to help. Luckily, for us anyway, tantrums don't last long. We've worked hard, Jake especially, to get past the meltdowns. Jake and Ryan both understand that they don't always get a treat at the store. But there are parents out there who haven't hit that milestone yet. Please show a little compassion and understanding. As parents to any child, typical or one with special needs, we are just doing the best we can. It is already the hardest job there is and a nod and an understanding smile goes a long way when you are at the store with a screaming child.