With fingers shaking with exhaustion, I bring to you day four of our admiration for all things handmade. Yes, I am tired, but it is only the common tiredness of motherhood, so I am thankful. For instance, it’s taking a long time for Seth’s amazon.com order to come. He asks so much for his little dog Duke which he ordered days ago. Seems like forever. And another boy is having a little trouble, and another one (a girl) doesn’t get home until way after dinner is over, and a couple others stay up too late playing video games, and another one forgot to do his homework, and another one was so grumpy…..and several are still coughing. But, it’s not a big deal, the sun is shining and soon the snow will be gone along with all the problems. LOL
I read Seth and Sarah Curious George and the Pizza this midmorning which gave Seth a powerful hunger for pizza of our own. Did you know that when a child is recovering from being sick you’re supposed to do whatever they ask? Me neither, but in this case it seemed good and proper so we got in the kitchen, argued about who was going to stand where, and made HANDMADE pizza and they were so cute that I had to document the process with the camera.
Seth was telling her that his was going to be better but she didn’t care.
She was busy spreading around sauce and she was entirely capable…. sauce sauce sauce, rub, pour, slap, sauce.
And then when it came to the cheese…..she put a tiny bit right in the middle. Very amusing.
What she really wanted to do was eat all the dough raw but we talked her out of it.
Seth’s was stuffed crust.
We each made our own pizza and we all exchanged slices with each other.
Seth, can I have a piece of yours? Sure!
Do you want a piece of mine? Uh…. Okay!
She had to blow on her pizza a little bit and we made up a song about it.
I was pretty proud of mine, too! We were all proud of our pizza.
Talking to her brother….
quick and easy pizza dough recipe here. (SO SO GOOD!!!)
On Saturday, my Mom and Dad gave me a handmade wooden box , and they also gave me this handmade trinket hook board.
I hung it up today, it was obviously made for the wall above my sewing table. It should have only taken two holes in the wall, but of course it took me four since it was a struggle for me to get it straight…….(don’t tell Rich)…..
They decorated it with buttons from my childhood clothes. I loved these heart buttons then, and I still love them now. (first day of Kindergarten dress)
They used other little odds and ends, too. I hung some of my necklaces from the hook on the left.
And a beaded necklace, with a paper heart made by Dawn, was hung on the hook on the right.
The two metal pieces are an “S” for my initial, and a “38” for my age. Everything was meaningful……
Even the board was from my Grandfather’s chopper (farming machinery).
I’ll be back tomorrow with no words, for a “this moment” friday post.