Refashioning

Are you overwhelmed with all my posts from today? 

Here is a little apron I punched out this weekend for a friend. She works in a clinic with little busy body babies and needed a new apron to use as a way of tracking goal progress. I think my friend should be renamed "Sparkle." Sparkle told me she like pink. The only pink fabric I had in the stash was a skirt a bought for a quarter at a local thrift store. I was happy to cut it up, throw on some pockets, and a waistband.  It came out pretty sweet I think . . .

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June 3rd. . . More Photos

A birthday boy with a sweet shirt.

A family photo. . .

The same cake recipe from his party. . .

A little movement.. . 

And some swimming in a sled. . . 

A perfect 'actual birthday.'

Did I forget to tell you?

Foxtrot is 1 year old. Yip Yip! I can't believe that a whole year has gone by since the last time I washed the windows. (Yes, my water broke while I was washing windows.) We can still see through them despite the last 6 months of rain we have been having in the northwest. But for Foxtrot's birthday, the sun came out, the temperatures rose above 55, and we all walked bare footed in the grass. A year ago Papa Foxtrot and Mama Foxtrot we just Alpha Foxtrot and Charlie Foxtrot. Now, neither of us can imagine a life without our little boy. <insert sappy stuff>

So. . . We threw a party to celebrate . . . .

Complete with a Balloon banner. . ..

and wheelbarrow rides.

We had Good Good Good Food and meat from Here. . . 

A delicious and easy cake that I made 4 times that week . . .

We sang Happy Birthday . . .

And shared cake.

I made Foxtrot a sweet party hat (not on the day of the party . . . but)

Foxtrot requested more cake. . .

And he got it  . . .

"Mama and Papa have no idea what they are in for."

Along with everything that stuck to it.

Such a lovely day. You've come a long way baby!

Misssed all the Spring Baby Birthdays . . . Yikes!

With summer solstice less than a week away I find myself wondering what happened to spring? Foxtrot has many relatives with birthdays in the spring. Like ...

Sister Stone

Brother Stone

Jagie

Uncle Roscoe

Auntie T-Bone (tomorrow!)

AND

Papa Foxtrot

Mama and Papa Foxtrot stayed away from Foxtrot for a whole night. We hit the town with some friends,  danced until they closed down the bars,  and found a sweet little park across the street from the hotel. We drank a few more with the resident raccoons. It was absolutely fabulous. The hotel was darling. No television or real locks on the doors, that actually looked to be old offices of sorts. A shared bathroom on each floor. The woman's bathroom had a large claw foot tub. And yes, the hotel address was 605 and a half. We should have been swing dancing during the first great depression in cherry tobacco filled bars. It was very romantic.

We also drank a few beers in the long front staircase up to the hotel. It was shiny and bright and had the perfect feel for some late night conversation.

Oh, how nice it was, to be just two, for just a short while.

We could never stay away too long from this little monster.

Happy Birthday Spring Babes!

Long over due. . .

As father's day sneaks up on Foxtrot and I, I thought I would take a moment to show off my amazing mother's day gift from Papa Foxtrot. Mother's Day? Are you serious? That was a month ago. I know I know. But I told this chick that I would post a photo, and I never did. Between working here, taking a neuroanatomy final from last year, sunny weather in the northwest, gardening, and planning a birthday party for Foxtrot, blogging has taken a back seat. But I do have oh so much I want to share, so don't hold your breath, but Footloose foxtrot might be back up and running. So without further ado. . . here is a photo of my AMAZING mother's day gift.

There is our little 11 month old. . . But. . .

Wait for it. . . What is it?

Ahh. . . . It is an awesome magnetized chalk board. Papa Foxtrot (with help from Ranger Ricky, since Papa broke his hand playing Frisbee) took doors off a side by side refrigerator, spray painted them with chalk paint, and mounted them to our pony wall. Now Foxtrot and I have an art space right in the living room. It is super cool. I am sure Martha wants him on her show. 

And I thought these super cute hand made mother's day cards for Lainie and Granimal were sweet.  Papa's gift goes above and beyond!

A perfect mother's day, although most of it was at work. I am so thankful to my little Foxtrot family. I am a lucky Mama.