Results tagged “cuteness” from Mrs. Happy Housewife
I've always wanted a Hobbit home. I think it has something to do with the round doors. I prefer round things, curvy things. They meander gently, without the sharpness of angles.
Knowing my fondness, my daughter made me a tiny Hobbit hill with a minusucle Hobbit house.
Isn't that so sweet? I'll completely overlook the fact that she made this whilst she was supposed to be engrossed in schoolwork. Ahem.
Really, though, who can be mad at her for long? She is such a sweet lass. And her left eyebrow always rises when she laughs. Just like her father.
He has very curly hair and promised she would too. He swore she'd have a head full of delicious baby curls.
Imagine my surprise when the midwife handed me a nearly-bald baby girl. But my husband promised me...and I've been bringing that up for fourteen years.
Yet, the poor child still had nothing but straight hair.
Then, suddenly, these springy spirals came from nowhere. I still can't believe it and I can't stop making them go boing-boing.
What an obnoxious mother I am!
But, honestly, could you restrain yourself around such angelic ringlets?
It took quite a while, but my husband did indeed keep his promise and gave me a beautiful, curly-tressed daughter.
But I supplied the freckles.
a clear glass compote
a straw bunny
green tissue paper cut into strips
There are no special instructions and you can vary the items you use according to what you have on hand, which makes this a free Easter centerpiece.
Last Friday, I ended up at the local Target with my daughter and my Father-in-Law. Not a normal shopping experience for me, but FIL needed to buy a baby shower gift and daughter and I were along to help. Daughter and I basically picked the whole purchase out, but we didn't mind. We even had a bit of fun.
Anyway, as FIL was getting his bearings, I flitted like a nesting bird with ADD over to the Dollar section. Is there shiny? What is that pretty thing over there?
I spotted something, loved it, put it in my basket, and then took it out again. With the temorary mental powers of Einstein, I realized that this item must come home with me - for the betterment of mankind.
So, what was it?
Isn't it lovely? Yes, I bought four TV trays and I am just a wee bit in love with them. I might even be planning an elopement soon.
Sturdy with a nice lip around the edge and only $2.50 each.
We watch a lot of TV together in the Family Room while we eat (oh, shame upon me) and these are very helpful.
They remind of school trays, but so much better. If my school trays had looked like these, I might not have minded the mystery meat so much.
In the May 2009 issue of Family Fun magazine, I found instructions for making clay mushrooms. D was kind enough to use the instructions to craft me a wee mushroom. Here it is:
I love the way it leans gently to the side. She even included gills beneath the cap.
D used Sculpey and baked it so this toadstool will never die.
My husband has a dish of seed on the front porch to feed the local squirrels, but look who showed up yesterday.
I was hiding behind the curtains while he enjoyed our sunflower seeds.
Now, I thought he was a Black-capped Chickadee because I read that they have a longer black bib than the Carolina Chickadee; however, after listening to audio of the two birds' songs, I believe he was a Carolina Chickadee. He hung out for a while snatching sunflowers seeds, so I really got a good chance to hear his song. Also, the Carolina's range includes Florida. Therefore, I'm going with Carolina. Regardless, he was an adorable thing. I hope he comes back.
Yesterday, D used clay pumpkin instructions linked from this post to create the little pumpkin below.
I bought her Pumpkin Orange craft paint last week, so we just have to wait for the clay to dry and then D can paint her cute pumpkin. (Look at that tiny stem!) The best part: this pumpkin won't be rotten by Thanksgiving.
Did ya'll watch the RNC last night? I was twittering/tweeting it. It was a great night - for Republicans. Here's a bit of fun for everyone - even ya'll Democrats. I promise you'll like this: