Food for bartering

Recently I found myself with a chance to barter with a spectacularly lovely mama whose work I've coveted for a while now.  Of course I was happy to jump at the chance, I love bartering.  Love it.  It's such a lovely way to do business really and I wish it were more popular.  For me especially it's so much fun because I always have a ton of craft supplies on hand (don't we all?) and it's a great chance to use some supplies to make something lovely for someone and get something wonderful in return.

For my part in this exchange I was put to the task of making an assortment of play food for her daughter's imaginative play.  My girls play with their kitchen and play food absolutely every day, without fail, so I was excited to provide that outlet for creativity for someone else's little girl.  It was a fun excuse to try out a few things I haven't done before and I made a few old favorites as well.

The only downside is that now my girls are expecting me to make them every piece that they didn't already have in their own kitchen.  I suppose that isn't a horrible problem to have.  As long as they still love mama-made creations I'm beyond happy to make for them.  Though they'll have to wait a bit to give my hands just a bit of a break.  All this crochet and hand sewing is hard on my hands after a while.

I really had to keep a close eye on these donuts to make sure they didn't disappear while I wasn't looking.

They were probably the favorite around here and I know they'll be the very first thing I remake.  I also made a couple small stacks of pancakes.  One traditional set and one with strawberry syrup as that's a new favorite topping around here.

Aren't the little fresh strawberries adorable?  I also got to work with my new favorite crafting supplies, needle felting.  I am having so much fun with it so I wanted to try a couple of felted fried eggs instead of the normal felt eggs I usually make.  These were so much fun and are the perfect completion to a pretend breakfast.  

I also made an assortment of crochet and felt fruits and veggies to complete the set. 

The pattern for these lovely mushrooms were on Ravelry - the little brown topped ones from here and the other from this pattern.  They were so much fun!

 The grapes were a special request and I was happy to give them a try.  I think they turned out pretty fantastic even if I do have to say so myself.  Really it would be hard to pick a favorite and so many of these were new ideas so it really kept the project fresh and interesting.  I hope she has as much fun pretending and playing as I was able to have creating for her.  

Waldorf and simplicity?

I had an entirely different topic in mind for today's post, but then I read today's post on the Lusa Organic's blog and changed direction completely. She touches on the idea that all those fancy (and often terribly expensive) Waldorf loved toys are really not necessarily worth it in the end. Kind of a shocking admission from someone so heavily loved in the Waldorf community right? Well I think there is definitely truth behind what she is saying.

 As parents it is easy for us, even while spouting the merits of simplicity and minimalism, to go completely overboard with purchasing toys for our kids. Lets face it, buying stuff for our kids is fun. There are so many great things out there and it is easy to get swept up in all the fun. I know I've certainly caught myself doing the very same thing. Even in, or maybe especially in, the Waldorf circles I find this to be true as well. There are so many truly beautiful and magical toys that it is easy to want to copy those incredible looking Waldorf playrooms and everything in them. Surely a childhood filled with such wonderful and imaginative toys is the way to raise our children, right? I know that I found myself wanting the girls to have all these things that, if I'm being completely honest, they rarely loved as much as I did. I often complained about the number of toys strewn about, but I know now that often it was me who was at fault.

 I'm a member of several Waldorf related groups online and often see families lamenting over the price of the coveted "name brand" toys. When I started on this Waldorf journey I felt the same way they did, wondering how we'd ever be able to afford all the beautiful pieces that seemed to be a requirement in this lifestyle. Though I couldn't quite bring myself to purchase the expensive Ostheimer toys no matter how much others seemed to love them - and even though my head kept trying to convince me that we needed them. I suppose I can thank my mother for that frugal gene that saved me in this instance. After all, it was the simplicity and handmade qualities of Waldorf that drew me to it initially so why was I letting myself get sucked in by all the "must haves"? It had to be stopped. No matter how beautiful or natural the toys were, too much was still too much.

That isn't to say that there aren't beautiful toys that are cherished and loved, quite the opposite.  My girls have their favorites that they insist they will keep even as adults.  There are certainly purchases that were more than worth making.  Just, perhaps, there were a few more made than necessary.

You've likely all said something along the lines of "kids don't really need toys anyway" at some point on this parenting journey.  I know I have, very recently in fact.  We've all seen the child playing with the box rather than the toy and laughed over how it is often the simplest things that entertain a child.

Countless times over the years we have pared down the number of toys in our home, reevaluating what was really loved and cherished. Certainly some of the toys that were chosen to keep weren't what I would have thought. Sometimes I had to really let go and realize that they weren't going to love the same things I did, no matter how much I wanted them to.  And sometimes they surprised me even more by cherishing the simple handmade toys we crafted together above anything else.

 So it isn't unusual to see that the Loopsy dolls have taken over the dollhouse...


Or that a herd of plastic dinosaurs are holding our beloved Waldorf dolls hostage...


It really is about not getting sucked in to the idea that you must have all these things to make a perfect home or to be a perfect parent, no matter what circle you happen to be in. Less really can be more.  Most days you'll find the girls outside playing sheriff with only an old piece of rope and their imaginations because really, that's all they need.

Summer Fun: Picking Blackberries

The girls and I went blackberry picking yesterday with some lovely friends of ours.  I always look forward to the berries being in season during the summer.  I have such fond memories of picking berries with my grandmother when I was a child.  We'd be up early, trying to beat the heat of the day, and with buckets in hand head out to find as many berries as we could carry.  I can remember always wondering why she insisted on wearing long sleeves even though the heat was sweltering and thinking it was so silly.  Though now that I'm the adult (covered in scratches from those darn thorns) I realize how many berries I must have missed,while trying to avoid the thorns, that she would have to go behind me and pick herself.  After all, if we were going to have enough berries to make jelly and cobbler we certainly couldn't leave many behind. 

I laughed to myself today while I was thinking of those days and realizing that perhaps I didn't do as much picking as I would like to think I had.  Maybe, just maybe, I spent a great deal of that time sitting on the tailgate of the truck eating the berries just nearly as fast as they were picked - like a certain small helper of mine did today.  Regardless of how much help I actually was back then, I really loved being out there with her and obviously she was happy to let me believe she couldn't have done it without me.  

I love taking the girls out to pick berries with me, and a big part of me hopes that these are the memories from their childhood that they will cherish, and a tradition they will continue.  

I think spotting this little guy right next to us while picking will help them remember this season for quite a few years to come.  Goodness he gave us quite a surprise.  After our close encounter with him we decided it might be best to take the kids to a slightly clearer area to finish picking, and my girls were more than happy to relocate - after getting a good look at him, of course.  

We moved over to a nearby fence row that was covered in blackberries and thankfully fairly clear around, giving the kids a better chance of reaching the berries, and decreasing our chances of any more surprise visitors.  It didn't take us long to fill our baskets with this many berries waiting for us.  

At the end of the morning we left with our baskets (and bellies) full of delicious berries and hopefully a few more memories stored away.  The berries are now all washed and just waiting for us to decided what we are going to do with them.  Cobbler?  Syrup?  Jelly?  All of the above?  I think so.

Marine Baby

A couple of years ago I was fortunate enough to make a quilt for a sweet friend of mine out of her husband's t-shirts, many of which represented his time in the Marines.  What she didn't know is that I saved the front pocket designs hoping to use them for a special gift for her one day and this year I finally found the perfect opportunity and used them to make a baby blanket for her newest arrival.

This was such a sweet little project to work on because I knew that she wasn't expecting it at all and surprises are always so much fun.  I had one extra piece that was a duplicate from the larger quilt, and used the smaller pieces around it to make a very simple blanket.  I backed the whole thing with brown minky fabric and I am telling you that the combination of that minky and those well loved t-shirts makes this an extra cuddly and soft blanket.

This is exactly why I am thankful to be able to craft, making meaningful things for the people that I care about is an incredible feeling.  Especially when those things are so well loved.  It makes my day when people I've made things for (whether it is friends, family, or customers) write me long after the fact to tell me how much they're enjoying something or send me a picture of their littles snuggling with something special I made for them.  My girls and I both have lots of special handmade goodies that we treasure and I love being able to create that some experience for others.

Chalkboard wall

It's amazing how a fresh coat of paint can breathe new life into an area.  This is especially true if that paint happens to be of the chalkboard variety.  We have a small section of wall that sits right behind our main table in the house that, to be perfectly honest, had seen better days.  I wanted to repaint and change things up a bit and chalkboard seemed like the perfect answer.  We spend a lot of time in this little room, it is easily the most used space in the house even though it is the smallest.  We eat here, craft here, play here, and so it only seemed right that we'd want to create murals here too.  

The process couldn't have been easier.  A small can of paint, a foam roller, and a couple of hours alone.  Okay, the time alone can be difficult to find but I just happened to tackle this project while the girls away on a visit to Grandma's house earlier this year and simply hadn't shared it until now.  While they would have been perfectly happy (and capable of) helping, I wanted to do this as a fun surprise for them to come home to.  

It's become sort of an unplanned tradition for us.  The first thing they do when they come home from Grandma's is search for any surprises I might have left for them.  Sometimes it's a new decoration in their room, a new toy hidden within their favorites, and sometimes it's a giant chalkboard.  I will say though that this surprise took them the longest amount of time to discover.  Silly things.  

I didn't use any primer on the wall, I simply went right to it with the chalkboard paint and I'm happy to say that my impatience paid off and it is working perfectly fine.  I didn't even have to worry about conditioning the wall, the girls very kindly took care of that task for me.  We have had so much fun with this wall and everyone who comes by for a visit likes to take a turn adding a bit of art to the wall.  

I will caution you a bit if you're thinking of adding a chalkboard wall somewhere in your home...if you're the type that will be bothered by chalk dust all over your baseboards and floor this might not be the project for you.  A giant chalkboard outside would be a great way to avoid that issue, but honestly we aren't bothered by it.  We just wipe down the baseboard and vacuum whenever we wipe down the wall and that has worked for us so far.  

Working Garden

Besides our fairy tea garden and our vegetable garden, we have another fun garden that the kids can enjoy.  The kids have their very own "working garden" that is theirs to do whatever they wish to.  It's the perfect place to create, imagine, plant, and dig as much as they could possibly want.  Weeds aren't a problem, but a welcome addition in this garden of wild adventure.  There are absolutely no rules, only creative freedom and that is a beautiful thing.

This year they've planted and replanted more times than I can count, hauled out buckets of soil and returned even more, and even added a few fairy touches just in case a fairy might want to come work along side them one afternoon.

Garden Growing

There is so much anticipation surrounding the garden this time of year.  Things are really starting to grow and we know that any day we could walk out to produce that needs harvesting (and eating).  All the hard work we've been doing is paying off and the girls are getting to taste the fruits of their labors.  Literally.  We ate the first two cucumbers yesterday evening with dinner and the girls have already been out this morning searching for any that we might have missed to add to our lunch.  I know that soon we'll be swamped with picking, canning, and cooking but for now we're enjoying the occasional surprise snack.