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Both my boys love to sleep in the cold, fresh air. I put them in the double stroller, off we go no matter what the weather and before I know it, they are both asleep. Mateyo is the snorer like his dad and Stefan is a tosser like his mom. They sleep so much longer in the fresh air, so I just park them outside our bay window and I go inside to knit. Of course I am just on the other side of the window so I can easily see signs of waking, as in crying...hahaha. It is a nice break for me and I love that they are tucked in several layers of blankets dreaming next to each other. <div>
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It feels like sleeping outside is super healthy for some reason. I haven't researched this, it's just a mom instinct. Another mom, <a href="http://joannagoddard.blogspot.ca/2011/09/motherhood-mondays-prams-in-denmark.html" target="_blank">Joanna</a>, agrees with me and I love her challenge of trying to do something outside every day during the cold months. <div>
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I took a couple of big cardboard boxes and made a playhouse for my kids. It wasn't the best construction but I am proud to say that the house took a good beating for 3 days before it completely fell apart. My big boy and baby boy pushed and pulled it apart. Cardboard and kids equals FUN. Always!<br />
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My baby boy had a rhinoceros carrot cake for his first birthday. Mama made it from scratch. It was the healthy version with apple sauce and everyone loved it, or said they loved it. The birthday boy enjoyed it very much along with his big brother.<br />
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I am making a light quilt for my one year old boy. It is his belated birthday present from me. I have yet to start but I have a few ideas like these birds and all the fabric I need. Now it's a matter of pinning down the exact idea. <br />
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Little birthday boy enjoying a birthday lick from his big brother.<br />
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So it's time, my baby is now sharing a room with his big brother. It's going good so far with a few kinks, but overall it's good. I think the smiles speak for themselves. More details and follow up about sharing a room to follow. <br />
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To celebrate this big move and make it more special for my older son, I am redecorating a bit in there. We built a couple of headboards around my son's toddler bed. The two headboards are foam covered plywood pieces which hang off the walls. My son leans against them to look at his books and it makes his corner much more cozy and warm. I think he likes it so far. More instructions with pictures about building cheap headboards to follow.<br />
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PS. That is my older son's pajama outfit. He refused to take off his "<a href="http://www.bobthebuilder.com/ca/english/index.asp" target="_blank">Bob the Builder</a>" shirt, which he wore all day long and had to wear his thick "<a href="http://disney.go.com/cars/" target="_blank">Cars</a>" themed socks. A week ago, my son wore his rocket pajama's all day while we went to the market. It was cute, we didn't mind. </div>mirkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440398466540184381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-260431301558024453.post-91803687628834501182012-03-17T21:51:00.000-06:002012-03-17T21:51:52.113-06:00basket<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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WOW, I want to make this! What a great idea and a great crochet website, <a href="http://crochetincolor.blogspot.com.au/2012/03/ombre-basket-pattern.html" target="_blank">Crochet in Color</a>. </div>mirkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440398466540184381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-260431301558024453.post-31462682658188503022012-03-16T14:45:00.000-06:002012-03-16T14:45:37.413-06:00with a little help...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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This is why people have more than one child, isn't it? Hahahaha<br />
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I wanted to do an art project that captured us as a family, but wasn't the typical handprint or footprint. We painted a ceramic leaf plate using our fingers. Each one of us made a caterpillar using our fingerprints. Of course everyone was assisted by mommy and that included daddy as well. Nothing wrong with a little artistic direction. Right. </div>mirkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440398466540184381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-260431301558024453.post-45666641406596780002012-03-12T21:31:00.000-06:002012-03-13T11:53:06.992-06:00swiiiiiiing<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Winter is long so we have a swing in the house. It's so much fun for my kids and mommy. <br />
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And yes, we are picking out paint colour for our livingroom. I love the blue during the night and the greeny/grey in the day. It's so hard to get it right. It has been months since I've started the process of choosing paint. It's a big job for us, so we're being slow and steady.</div>mirkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440398466540184381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-260431301558024453.post-33513412316824183922012-03-12T13:28:00.000-06:002012-03-12T13:41:59.555-06:00goofy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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My sweet baby boy has a sense of humour and he can clap. He lifts our shirts off our bellies to tease us and flops down dramatically on soft toys just to see our reactions. He is so goofy. Both our kids are so goofy.<br />
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Sometimes I like to give decorating options to friends, so I drew up some sketches of a friend's livingroom. When it comes to decorating in my home, I usually keep the drawings in my head, unless I need to explain my ideas to my husband. I pretty much communicate with pictures. Ok, ok, I use a few words too.<br />
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My baby boy is feeling way better today. Wooohooooo!!!! We are all so happy to see him playing with his brother and drinking his milk. Most of all, I am so happy to see solid poop and I'm not afraid to say it. All the moms out their will understand what I am talking about.<br />
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My husband said to my son that he was leaving without him since my older son was being so difficult with getting dressed. While naked, wearing black socks, my son began to scream, throw stuff and run to the door yelling "Daddy don't go". While it was heartbreaking to hear him, and funny at the same time, we stuck to our guns and Daddy left. <br />
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Today while the boys are out tobogganing with their friends, I am making a birthday scarf for my friend. I love this super think and blueish yarn and because of that it doesn't take too long to crochet. <br />
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I love making things for friends and I am considering selling some of my pieces on etsy. I'm inspired by the compliments I have received, but I don't want to take away from the joy of making things. However, I love the idea of a sweet little etsy shop where I get to be creative and help to pay for some of my crafty projects.mirkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440398466540184381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-260431301558024453.post-81370237623472839682012-02-25T20:24:00.000-07:002012-02-25T20:33:07.978-07:00just a little more snow<div style="text-align: left;">
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So it is February and winter is still here in full force. I noticed my older son's knit hats were riding up and exposing his ear lobes to the cold wind so I made him another hat. I crocheted a green one that covered his ears and back of neck. I made a slightly different one for his baby brother. I didn't follow a specific pattern but started out with double crochet and ended up with single crochet to make it more dense on the ears and neck. Once again I used the same youtube videos to help me get started as I did in my other <a href="http://houseofmirka.blogspot.com/2011/11/crochet-hat-and-youtube.html" target="_blank">hat project</a>.<br />
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This time it took me three tries to get the right size and I kept trying on the hat on my son as I made it. He was sleeping at the time, but I knew it might be a struggle to get a three year old toddler to cooperate during the day. By the time he woke up, he had a brand new hat with a pom pom, which he loved.<br />
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