Okay, it's not so much that I'm not good at cards, it's that I never really tackle them. (Ask my family.) I make baby cards, because there's a story there. I think of them like birth announcements. My favourite scrapbook pages are always the ones that begin as a story I want to tell, as opposed to having photos that I need to scrap. The design and often the photos come from the story. (Yes, I am an Ali Edwards groupie, but it really is true for me.) However, I've decided to tackle cards as another route to publication. (This brings to mind the question, why do I want to be pubbed? I am still mulling that over, but it seems to be a combination of a challenge/positive reinforcement/free product and, sometimes, cash!)
So, I had an idea for a summer card. I drew the shapes freehand, which is funny because I can't draw to save my life. It's cute, though, I think!
Yesterday I did a layout for a challenge by Scrapbooks Etc. magazine. They wanted to see layouts that use letter stickers in creative ways. This is what I came up with :
This was a great excuse to document how many hundreds (bordering on thousands) of times I have sung the ABC's to the girls. I used 10 different scraps of patterned paper in this layout, as well as 8 different packages of letter stickers. The cardstock, background patterned paper, square punch and corner rounder are all Creative Memories. The butterfly was sent to me in a swap that I signed up for at Two Peas--- isn't it darling?
Here is the journaling:
How many times have I sung the
ABC’s? I can’t even count. When
Audrey was a baby it was something I could sing in the car to stop her crying.
However, the moment I stopped she’d start crying again, so I’d sing it over and
over and over. I’d alternate between English and French, and then after a while
switch to just “do, do, do”.What is it
about the ABC’s that kids just love? Lily, too. I sing it when she is fussy
while I change her diaper. Audrey can sing it by herself now, although
sometimes she skips right from A,B,C to Q,R,S.What can I say? It’s a classic. Everybody knows their ABC’s.
We had a great weekend in Ottawa, catching up with old friends. It had been so long since we had seen everyone, and I had forgotten how much fun we all had together. Audrey was the first baby in the group and they were all so amazed to see how she's grown. Lily got lots of cuddles and love, too. It's too bad we live so far away.
I also saw a few of my old work friends. Jen was my boss for about 6 months, and we've been friends ever since. She has a beautiful little boy named Michael, and another little boy on the way. Jen is an amazing scrapbooker-- even though she is very modest about it! (Here is her two peas gallery.)
I took some photos of Jen and Bruce with Michael. They have a beautiful home with lots of natural light. I took a cue from a photographer's blog I read where she suggested turning the couch around toward the windows to take advantage of all the light. I set the couch at around 45 degrees to the window. I think some of these shots turned out really nice. Jen looks amazing. She's decided that she doesn't look good pregnant, but as you can see-- she's crazy! She looks gorgeous.
Today we made the 4 hour (and a bit) drive to Ottawa for Q to attend a Canucks hockey game, and also to see some of our old friends. We lived here for two years while Q was in grad school, and Audrey was born here. I have mixed memories of Ottawa-- it was tough in the beginning, and I missed home. However, once I got pregnant I was much happier.
We picked up Audrey from school and went directly from there. It's funny to hear Audrey coming out with little things that we know she must have picked up at school: "It's time to TIDY UP! Tidy up everyone! Everyone tidy up!" "Thank you, everyone, MERCI! Merci, everyone!" That's her first bit of french. It's a bilingual nursery school, but how much french can they teach two and three year olds? I'll take "merci" for now!
So, Q is at the game and I am about to put the girls to bed. (They're have a mini tv break.) Audrey loves the hotel room. She always does. It's like a brand new playroom. This time she was sliding the doors on the hall closet back and forth and saying that she was going in the elevator to go visit Santa. Santa is stil very much part of our day to day life, as you can see.
No photos from Ottawa yet, but I did do a little self portrait session yesterday for some CM projects I'm working on. Like this:
I bought new JEANS! My first new pair of (non-maternity, non post-pardum) jeans in years. Even more exciting, I'm wearing a BELT! I haven't worn a belt in almost three years. I only own one, and I refused to buy a new one while I was still far from my ideal weight. I can now wear my belt again-- albeit on the first hole. That's okay! I'll take it!
Yesterday my friend, Eunice, came over with her little baby, Sophie. Eunice and I were roommates for a year in university, but lost touch after graduation. We got back in touch through Facebook last summer, and we've gotten together a few times since! We each have two little girls, both born within months of each other, so we have an awful lot in common.
Eunice was asking me about my photography, so I offered to take some photos of Sophie. I was nervous because sometimes I think I'm only good at taking photos of my own kids, so it was fun to challenge myself. We took them on our bed because, as usual, the bedroom was the only room in house with decent natural light. Sophie is so cute-- having hair challenged babies, I just love her 'do. Here are some shots from the shoot: