Tricia's Time-Out Trip

I have a lot of great topics running around in my head, but have to wait until I return home to sort out what I'll throw out there next...I've just been plain lazy lately...and my brain can't think.  Could be the Malbec...

You see, these past couple of days have definitely been a time-out for me.  My friend and I found support for our husbands and hit the road...well, the airport.  We left on Saturday morning without kids, without diapers, without our food scissors, without wipes, without sippy cups, without "Do you need to potty?", without "Because I said so...", without "Don't make me tell you again...", without worries of homework, piano practice, schedules or routines.  We were like two kids all sugared-up; ecstatic and not able to contain ourselves.  Read her need for a Mommy Business Trip here.

Our trip has been fun and filled with hot food, Starbucks, sleep, a boat cruise, beach views, movies, the Oscars, peanut-filled stuff (her kid has a severe allergy), fresh seafood, Skyline, headband crafting, wine, beer, drives down the long stretch of A1A on the ocean, magazine reading, blah, blah, blah.

My trips to Lauderdale have definitely continued to evolve.  I started coming down here as a child with my parents - weeks full of the pool, the beach and ice cream cones.  In college, my dad said he'd bring me down for a week if I could locate an ID (I was 20 at the time).  I guess it was his way of chaperoning and making sure I didn't kill myself on spring break.  He literally took me to all the bars and carried me home at night when I'd drink too much.  I sat at the pool the next day (after sleeping until lunch time) with a large hat and sunglasses until we partied again that night.  It was a trip I'll never forget.

Fast forward to getting married and introducing Andy to the area.  We both became addicted to cycling after one trip.  We could sleep in, stay at the beach all day, eat at fancy restaurants, and stay out late at night.  And then our little blessings came.  We still found a way to get there to visit Papa Kenny, but now the logistics were more complicated...pack 'n plays and car seats were needed.  Schedules and routines to consider.  Bottles to pack.  Sand toys to purchase.  Different restaurants for dining.  So far we've still succeeded although Stella and I did come alone last summer.

This current trip threw me all out of whack.  It was unlike any other.  And my BFF was a trooper being submerged into my get-away spot, my dad, my restaurants, my grandma & aunt, my FL routine.  I had fun and think she did as well.  It was a great way for us to get far, far away cost effectively and enjoy FUN, SUN, & FOOD.  And shopping!

Tomorrow morning we board our plane back to reality.  But after a few days away and feeling recharged, that reality is not the list from the second paragraph, but rather: hugs, kisses, "I love you mommy", smiles from Henry, marching bands through the kitchen, Stella reading me stories, Charlotte now telling me "good job mommy" when I potty (since she's started potty training), "Bless you mommy" when I sneeze, snuggling up on the couch with my man, dancing in the kitchen with the girls, blah, blah, blah...I can't wait to get a hold of them and wrap my arms around them.

New Ribbon Makes Me Happy!

I'm on a girls-only trip and the only sad thing about it is that I got an order of ribbon right before I left.  (Just kidding dear, I miss you AND the kids terribly.)  I love the fun patterns and cannot wait to put together some adorable bows - both for my own girls and for some orders - when I return.  I think I most love them because they remind me of spring and summer - my two favorite times of the year. 

Mitchell's Salon - This Saturday's Shout-Out

Preparing for my weekend girls-only trip to Florida, I decided to splurge and get a manicure and pedicure.  Sadly, I still had $$ left from a gift card Andy got me for Christmas in 2009!  (Being pregnant right afterwards and SICK didn't make for many trips to the spa in 2010.)

I am a spa snob.  For manicures, pedicures, and facials (not haircuts) I'd rather save up and go to Mitchell's even if it means going less often because you definitely pay a premium there.  I have tried other places but have never really been satisfied and must admit some of the strip mall nail places just scare me.  I usually only go to the TriCounty location, but remembered that there was one in Hyde Park near work.  So this week I was able to squeeze in both a pedi and a mani on different days. 

During my pedicure I fascinated the woman giving it by whipping up a few headbands.  Because, of course, I couldn't just sit there and do nothing.  Totally.  Against.  My.  Nature.  I can't help it, the headband-making is actually a bit therapeutic to me - kind of meditative.  So I threw together a couple of Florida Gator and XU ones while my toes were soaked, scrubbed and polished.  The perfect hour for me.

And you, do you have a favorite salon/spa??

Do You Even Know What Dairy Queen Is??

My Stella is a reader...a lover of books, words, letters, etc. as you will see from the pictures below (we even met Clifford).  She gets it honest from both Andy and me.  She is the type of kid that would rather sit and read than play dress-up.  She asks you to look things up on the computer ("Mom, what does a brain look like?"; "Well, it's hard to explain, let's see..."; "Mom, just look it up on the computer.") and always wants to point out places on maps.  When the weather man is on we have to pause it so she can show us where Ohio, Kentucky and Indiana are...and if they show even more of the map she may yell "That's where Papa Kenny lives" while pointing to Florida.  She's a brainiac which comes with pros and cons. 

When Stella turned 3 1/2 in December she was accepted into the daycare's reading program...normally attended by 4-5 year olds.  She soaked it in and has done great reading memorizing her sight words.  Then we noticed that when she got stumped, she really did start sounding things out - too cool.  A couple of weeks into it she began one-on-one sessions because she was helping correcting the 4-5 year olds too much in the group setting.

My point in all of this is that after the reading group learned 25 sight words they got to take a trip to Dairy Queen (about a block away).  And Stella was ECSTATIC.  She was thrilled because she got to ride the daycare "bus" which she didn't think she'd get to ride until she was 5 and headed to kindergarten.  As she jumped up and down in the hallway telling me all about the upcoming adventure our conversation went like this:

Me, the mommy - Stella, are you so excited?

S - YES!

Me - Where are you going?

S - DAIRY QUEEN!

Me - Do you even know what Dairy Queen is?

S - (pauses) NO!

Me - Well, what do you think they have?

S - Um, maybe....spaghetti??

Nice.  She was even more thrilled to learn from daddy later that evening that Dairy Queen = ICE CREAM!

(Side Note - A sweet acquaintance of mine from college is having her third baby today!  Please send her and her family happy thoughts.  We knew each other in college, but weren't close friends.  Now we keep up via FB and reading each other's blogs...we have quite a bit in common.  Her baby today will make their family also have three kids 3 & under...I'm not the only insane one around here!  Her oldest is also a brainiac and her middle child is a riot (in a good way).  Sadly, we've still never gotten together since college...our kids would love each other and it's my 2011 goal to schedule a play date.  And that's a pinky promise.)

March Madness Crafts

March Madness will soon be here.  I LOVE March Madness.

  If you need headbands or hair bows for your favorite team, get your order in now!

I just ordered even more ribbon and am excited to be working on a hair bow holder for a co-worker and a flower girl headband (so honored) for another co-worker.  Pictures of those as soon as they are completed.

Go X-A-V-I-E-R!

OSU:

Florida Gators:

IU:

Whatcha Might Not Know...Immediate Family

<Whatcha Might Not Know are Wednesday posts that are just that...something quick that you may or may not know about me, my family, my neighborhood, my city, my world, etc.>

My Sister, My Mom, My Brother & ME May 2010



Me and My Baby Bro on his HS Graduation Day

My parents divorced when I was 5-years old.  I have a little sister who is 2 1/2 years younger than me.  My mom remarried when I was in high school and they had my brother when I was 16 - best sex ed lesson...ever.  My stepdad passed away in 2006 and never got to see me working at a construction company (his field).  I'm not sure if it would have made him laugh or find another field of work!  And many of you already saw that my dad is down south.

My parents' divorce brings a lot of advantages and disadvantages - and I wouldn't have it any other way.  The biggest perk = free lodging, chauffeuring, and entertainment in Florida.  (Ft. Liquordale as it's known by our family.)  See you Saturday dad!


Sept. 2009 Visit



Stella & Papa Kenny on the roof of his building June 2010

10K Tuesday - T-shirts, Tattoos & Tutus

This week has been a slow-go AGAIN.  We said goodbye to Charlotte's paci now that she's a big 2-year old and the evenings/nights haven't been so great which makes the 4:30 wake-up call a snooze button festival!  Sorry dear.  (I am married to a man that NEVER uses snooze.)  And my stress-fracture site (these kind of injuries live with you FOREVER) is feeling a bit tender, so I got on the treadmill a couple of times, but took it easy.  I will NOT give up, I will NOT quit.  I WILL finish the 10K in April...even if I have to walk the damn thing.

Finding a way to incorporate exercise is too important to me.  And GOTR is even more special.  See my girls above?  All dolled-up in their GOTR t-shirts and tattoos (on their hands - Charlotte is showing you hers in the last picture)?  They are why I do this...get my feet moving to raise money for GOTR Cincinnati. 

So...please keep following me on this journey - I appreciate your supportive comments, encouraging comments!  And, if possible, consider donating to GOTR Cincinnati.  Either donate directly on their site or support me on my fundraising page. 

Click here: Tricia's GOTR Fundraising page

Return of Nutmeg, Part 2

Yikes!  I definitely hit a few nerves with my Nutmeg post.  I did receive a few comments on the blog post itself, but I also got some personal emails and voicemails and took part in some very interesting conversations about my dear friend and her current situation.

All of it is quite amusing to me.  And I think I can boil it down to one phrase I discovered in a recent phone conversation: We all judge others in order to justify our own actions to ourselves.  I think we all second-guess the decisions we make – especially as parents.  And when we hear someone doing something differently – we jump to defend ourselves.  But I don't really think it's always that we are so against what someone else is doing but we are justifying to ourselves the decisions we've made for our own lives.  So here are some of my follow-up thoughts…I have a lot so look for Parts 3, 4, 5, etc. in the future. 

Someone said to me…"Go Nutmeg!  Forget the housecleaner, I'd give anything to have extra money for a chef!!"

An interesting point was made about the quality of time spent with your children.  One SAHM told me that she'd LOVE Nutmeg's situation.  She feels that her five days home with her kids are too filled with errands, appointments, housecleaning, chores, laundry, etc.  And she certainly tries to balance it all.  But she can't always be focused on her kids and can't always use nap time and after bed time for those items and heck, she also wants to spend some time with her husband.  And, sure, kids need to entertain themselves, blah, blah, blah… Her point was that she would be shocked to find a SAHM that truly does productive, developmentally focused activities with their kids all day, every day.  And if they do, they are most likely taking time away from a spouse to get those things done another time.  So if she could have two days "off" knowing her kids were in a great environment – developmentally and socially – while she either tackled the to-do list or spent some time to recharge – WHY NOT?  If this allows that mom to be totally "on" the other three days, isn't that all that matters?  One girl's opinion.

I'm guilty of this now.  It was one of the things I never thought I'd do…#13.  I often use my off day to grocery shop, do laundry, run errands, etc. so that my weekend isn't full of carting my kids around or saying "Not right now, mommy has to…."  Can all moms do this?  Nope.  Should all moms?  Nope.  Am I judged for it?  Yep.  Does it work for me?  YEP!

Another mom I talked to doesn't have the financial means to do what Nutmeg is doing.  However, she sees absolutely nothing wrong with it…might even be a bit jealous.  She sees it no different than a mom having kids in school and not working outside of the house during those years.  Are those moms slacking after putting their kids on the bus for the day?  I doubt it.

The final thoughts I have for today are around schedule, happiness and SEX.  (Knew that would catch your eye.)  Some of you wanted to know how those things have been affected in Nutmeg's world.  Here's her typical day now:

Get up with kids, get everyone fed and dressed
NO RUSHING
Drop kids off by 9.30ish
Come home, clean up from breakfast, clean up any food on the floors

Run/empty dishwasher

Do a few loads of laundry

Clean up any toys from morning
Mess with videos/photos on her mac
Maybe run to the grocery store, or any other errands that have to be run (KID FREE!)
Eat lunch
Head to the gym
Come home and shower
Pick up girls at 4:00

Her husband supports whatever she does (happy wife = happy life), but now admits that since she's been home, his life has gotten much easier and prefers that she stays home for now.  And the SEX?  Yep...Better.  Than.  Ever.  

Talking at You, Not with You

A couple of days ago I turned on my cell phone and heard, "You have 26 new messages" and I wasn't really shocked.  Well, a little bit.  Twenty-six is quite a bit...probably the most I've ever had...but, 15-18 is normal for me!  Yep, normal.

See, one of my best friends lives states away.  We met while our husbands were in grad school together at Vanderbilt in Nashville.  She and I have not seen each other since they graduated in 2003 and we haven't spoken to each other in years.  However, we talk at each other almost every day.  We are both on Sprint mobile plans and voicemail (VM) each other back and forth daily. 

It's an odd relationship in so many ways…but it totally works for us.

Pros

1. Most importantly, she never interrupts me and vice versa. (hehehehe)
2. We can talk about anything and be anywhere while doing it.
3. I can stop her mid-thought by hitting "9" for "save message" and come back to her when I can pay attention and she hasn't lost the thought!
4. I can vent for 3-4 messages on one topic and just get it all out.
5. It makes my morning and afternoon commute to/from work enjoyable (hands-free, safety patrol).

Cons

1. My VM box is ALWAYS filled with 8-12 messages…which causes a problem if someone else leaves a message – I may not get to it for days.
2. If one of us upgrades phones, phone plans or switches providers, the other is screwed…unless we plan it together.  We have learned that there are actually different voicemail platforms within our network so we have to have similar plans.  (And we actually do talk about this!)
3. When I don't get a response to a VM I've left, I often wonder if it wasn't response-worthy, she disagrees with whatever I've said and doesn't want to say it, the VM just didn't go through, or she accidentally deleted me.
4. By the time once of us gets back to the other on a topic, the original sender may have already "moved on" due to the time that's gone by.

And you?  Any odd communication relationships??

The Spotted Elephant - This Saturday's Shout-Out

My dear middle child turned TWO last week.  And her two loves in life are cookies and hats followed by Elmo.  In learning about my new cubicle-mate, Kim, I quickly discovered how talented she is outside of the office.  She and her husband knit among many other things.  And her pricing is extremely reasonable.

So I started surfing the web in January and found multiple pictures of Cookie Monster hats.  I passed these photos right to Kim and asked if she could make it happen. 

Before I knew it, Cookie Monster arrived at my cubicle.  Click here to see him hanging out on my computer.  I was glad my project distracted her somewhat from her fertility going-ons.

The Spotted Elephant also has a facebook page...so feel free to "like" her!

I already have her working on a scarf for me and I think I'm going to have to have her do that owl hat I really wished I had gotten Henry at the Craft shows last fall.  But I think it's actually crocheted...right, Kim?  She tried to teach me the difference and even offered to teach me to knit...but, don't worry honey,  the last thing I need is another craft!

Will We Survive Sans Interruption?

The following is a real conversation I had with a friend one week ago on Friday morning:

Me – So, we're leaving here around noon and hope to be at the in-laws by dinner.  And your plans for the weekend?

Her – We're going tubing tomorrow.

Me – Awesome.  Who's watching the baby?

Her – X is watching the baby…the oldest 3 are going to Y's house.

Me – What?  You're not taking the kids?

Her – You too…you're the second person to point that out…don't make me feel guilty.

Me – Guilty?  I think it's AWESOME! 

(Interruption = My girls fighting over paper to color on.)

Her – So I saw on your blog that someone's comments were removed.  Did someone get mean or inappropriate?  Because that was an interesting topic about Nutmeg.

Me – No, someone posted something and then deleted it and then posted even more.  I think they hit post too quickly.

Quick discussion that led us to the realization that we probably all judge others in order to justify our own actions to ourselves…

(Interruption = Her daughter wants a snack before lunch.)

Her – Did you see that Oprah?

(Interruption = Stella telling on Charlotte for something.)

Me – Anyway, I'm so glad you are blogging again!

Her – Yes, but I keep reading the blog of the woman in the Dominican Republic and keep feeling like my blog is not stuff people would want to read.  Husband said I have to get over that.

Me – You have to define your purpose and set your blog up for that.  And don't move to the Dominican to save the world…you are already one-upping most of us right here.

(Interruption = my girls fighting over the one SpongeBob pencil.)

Me – I seriously can't believe you've been pronouncing the baby's name wrong (foster child).  You should have just told them you're going to change it anyway once she's yours.

Her – (Stifles a laugh).  Well, I'm not sure about that.  We still can't decide what we're going to do.  We're thinking of the following...(suggests many variations of baby's current name).

(Me sidetracked doing laundry)

Her – No response?

Me – I'm going to have to think about those.

Her – That's a nice way of saying you don't like any of them!?!

Me – Nope, just trying to process.  May have met my multi-tasking limit.  Focused on finishing the laundry and the kids bickering and I swear you said "Almond Joy" as one of the names and I know that can't be right?

(Interruption = Her baby is stuck and crying.)

Her – Hey, one of your work friends commented on my blog.  We're sharing blog comment friends now.

(Interruption = Charlotte is at my legs because she's hungry.)

Me – Where were we?  I don't know, but are you sure you're ok with us staying with my dad in Florida?

Her – Sure.  It will be fun.

(Interruption = Her daughter still wants a snack.)

Her – Did you see the link to the people on Kelly's blog who adopted the Down Syndrome baby which led to the baby's original family then adopting a Down Syndrome baby?  Wow.

Me – Yes.  Wasn't that crazy?

Her – Again, makes me think I should be doing more.

Me – Seriously, do not move to another country or adopt 10 more kids…I can't handle it. (Because it's all about me.)

(Interruption = I don't even remember what it was.)

Me – What were we talking about?  This is why we have to blog.

Her – So we can get our thoughts out and at least read each other's?

(Interruption = Stella tells me that Charlotte cannot color, because she only knows how to scribble.  Charlotte's crying – insisting she does know how to color "SISSY"…seriously??  )

Me – Yep, because we never finish a thought in conversation.

Her – Exactly.

Me – Have a good weekend.

Her – You too.

What were we talking about?  Who knows.  But we do this.  Constantly. Every. Day.  And multiple times a day.  And we're almost used to it.  If you followed any of that, you did better than me.  I'm sure all of you mommies have been there.

In about a week, we'll be together for almost 4 days straight with no spouses, no kids, no interruptions…the thought almost scares me.  Will we be able to have an actual conversation?  Do we even know what it's like to finish a thought?  Will we try to out-talk each other? 

Will we be caught in silence for lack of where to start??  Doubt it!

I Spent Yesterday with George and Ryan

So I was at the Cintas Center yesterday for a Leadership Program for work...my department facilitates it.

George was there for his movie...working on a scene that was basically of Ryan Gosling in a director's chair all day (his stand-in wore jeans, not the full suit).  George was just in jeans, black long-sleeve and white sneakers.

So I basically spent the day peeking through our conference room curtains out the windows to the court below - catching glimpses of George and Ryan.

So I did spend yesterday with them...just feet away...separated by glass.  I had my crap  point and shoot camera with me in my purse and was only able to catch these two blurry photos as my proof.

Do you see George?  He's in the cluster of people on the right...he's in the foreground of the group...look for the jeans and white sneakers...two down from the chair...it's him!

The Cintas Center

Whatcha Might Not Know...Infertility

<Whatcha Might Not Know are Wednesday posts that are just that...something quick that you may or may not know about me, my family, my neighborhood, my city, my world, etc.>

What some of you might not know is that Andy and I dealt with infertility for 2 years on our journey to become parents.  Seriously.  We may have 3 kids now...and back-to-back so I'm sure I look like Fertile Myrtle, but it took a long time coming.  That said, I truly never take being a parent for granted.  I am blessed by it.  I may joke and tease and tell stories about my crazy children...but humor gets me through having three kids aged 3 1/2, 2, and 5 months old.

However, this post isn't actually about me.  It's about those still struggling with infertility or experiencing it for the first time.  Take a moment today and think about these women - you may even be one of them.  If you are already a mom, hug your kids tighter tonight. 

Early this morning I retrieved an egg sandwich (shown at the beginning of the post) while a co-worker had her actual eggs retrieved.  I had a McGriddle, Hashbrown and OJ from Mc D's in order to wish her luck.  A few of us decided to do it because it's been a ritual for her during round after round of IVF.  Her constant meal on this very important day - so constant I put it on a post-it to get it just right.  Will my meal help her eggs?  No.  But I hope it lets her know I was thinking about her all morning.

To read her truly well-written description of living with infertility, click here.

(Totally digressing and turning the focus back to me...some of you know that I eat 1 cup of measured cereal with 1/2 cup of skim milk and 4 oz of OJ on the side EVERY morning...this was truly for YOU Spotted Elephant!  I finished the meal - see below - but don't plan on doing it again!  I burped it all morning...yuck.  And it was also fun eating this while sitting at the table with the 2 highest positioned people in my company - Chairman and CEO.  One even questioned why I brought my own breakfast to a company workshop that provided breakfast and I didn't get a chance to explain since we were cut off to listen to an outside speaker and then they all left.  Oh, and I was photographing it all in front of them?!?)

Both authors of Surviving Motherhood have dealt with trouble getting pregnant...one in the past and one in the present.  More and more women are speaking out about it to let others know you are not alone if you are experiencing this as well.  And miracles do happen...I just tucked in three of them.

10K Tuesday - Two Steps Forward, One Step Back

This past week has NOT been a good 10K training week.  Instead of 5 days on and 2 rest days, it was reversed...5 days off the treadmill and only 2 days on.  And those days were not great. 

A friend reminded me that training schedules never include sick days, sick kid days, busy work days, trips, etc.  So you have to be flexible and get back at it when you can.  A stomach bug, a baby waking up at 4 AM two mornings, and a weekend trip detoured me this week.  So tomorrow I hope to be back at it...step by step.

My #1 observation from my short time on the treadmill last week...glee is back - YAY!  Anyone else as excited as I was?  Anyone hear me scream "NO!!!" when the DVR cut off the last few minutes of the glee episode that taped after the Super Bowl.  Argh.

Happy "Effin'" Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day is over-rated, full of disappointment, and now just a lot of WORK.  Obviously, cupid's arrow missed me this year.

I've never real been a big fan of Valentine's Day…and I'm happily in LOVE.  See, I don't want flowers, candy, cards, etc. on Valentine's Day…I want them EVERYDAY!  Well, not everyday…just any other day.  I prefer my main squeeze to remember me ON HIS OWN without the pressure of a romantic holiday (which he does pretty well).  We do exchange cards on Valentine's Day…but that's it.  No gifts, no candy, no jewelry, no dinners out, nothing.  You may ask…why even get cards?  Well, we have a thing with greeting cards…can't really explain it.

I polled my Facebook friends on what to do with my kids…gift vs. no gift.  I mean, seriously, my kids have enough crap as it is.  Do I really want to add adorable pink or purple stuffed animals holding a heart or other tacky tchotchkes (yeppers, a silent "t" on that one…learned something new today) to our toy bin?  Nope. 

So I ended up finding two cute purses/bags for the girls on clearance at Wal-Mart for $3 – one Tinker Bell and one Princesses.  And with the latest obsession they have for girlie purses = perfect match.  And our Play-Doh from Christmas is almost not quite playable anymore.  So I filled the purses with Play-Doh which I was going to buy anyway.  My kids also have an obsession with tissues – so I added some decorative V-Day tissue packets and then a V-Day M&M treat.  Great gift, right?  Wrong. 

Stella has been loving Tink lately, so that one was hers.  But, of course, it's a Monday morning and she's all tired and ungrateful and "I want the PRINCESSES" at the top of her lungs with tears streaming down her face.  Which makes me want to take Cupid's arrow and stick her with it (I wouldn't really do that).  And Andy grabs her gift and gets all "…you better respect your mother and the hard work she put into your Valentine gift…do you want me to take it away" on her.

In the meantime Charlotte is trying to protect her Princess purse from Stella while stacking the Play-Doh containers as high as possible and then knocks them all over the counter and the floor.  And I'm trying to sort through the 1000 Valentines and teacher gifts I have to take to daycare.  Luckily, I remembered we were going to be out of town all last weekend and I had Stella work on signing her name to all 30 cards over the past two weeks…see, this holiday is WORK.

Andy finally looks at me and mouths, "Happy Effin' Valentine's Day"…exactly. But I did LOVE his card…he picked another good one…as he always does. 

The Learning Tower - This Saturday's Shout-Out

In 2009, my dad got us a Learning Tower for Christmas (per request).  I saw it on a friend's blog and instantly fell in love with the idea of a kitchen stool that would NEVER tip over and still get my kids to the counter.  We ordered ours from Kiddin' Around and were extremely pleased with the purchase. 

Here's a picture from back then:

Then I wondered if we would really use it or if it would become some big nuisance taking up space in our not huge kitchen.  Results are in and WE LOVE IT!  The girls use it every day.  I think it gets them more involved in meal preparation.  Not that this is always the case, but many nights when we get in from work/daycare, Stella hops up and asks, "Can I help you with dinner?" instead of "Can we watch tv?" 

Just the other night both girls helped us make their own pizzas:

OSU Headband and Hair Bow

A friend of mine is going to a birthday party this weekend and asked me to make a gift.

So, here's a cute accessory for a 4-year old OSU fan:

And a little something for spring:

I really hope she likes them...and thanks for the order!