Thursday, September 30, 2010
Last year Julia received Lanie, an American Girl doll, from her grandma. There was a period where Lanie was relatively ignored, but thanks to the fact that one of Julia's good friends has several American Girl Dolls, Julia has really taken a huge interest lately in Lanie, involving her in play dates and dreaming about just what adventure they'll have next. She thinks aloud things like, "Maybe I can make Lanie a bookshelf and paint it," or, "Maybe we could have a little room in our house that could be Lanie's room." There's no shortage to her imaginings involving Lanie. I expect her to want me to make an optomotrist appointment for Lanie any day now.
If any of you have ever received an American Girl Doll catalog, (or known the guilt of tucking the catalog immediately into the recycling) you have seen the fondue sets and the snow outfits not meant to be in the snow that you can buy for the dolls. Lanie, being the 2010 Doll of the Year, is a "green-minded" girl, interested in nature and the earth, so if you own her, you dream of one day owning her camper, campfire set, and nature friends.
But if you grow up with my husband and I as your parents, you find yourself tucked snugly in your sleeping bag camping and listening to your dad enthusiastically reading the product descriptions while your mother titters in the corner. It will be a cold day in hell that they'll be shelling out $295 for a camper, in other words. What your mother WILL do, is invest in a pattern for clothing for your 18 inch doll, and begin to sew her outfits. Despite how I was almost dreading it, I actually had a lot of fun doing it.
Now, Lanie has a whole host of options that Julia is just thrilled with. I feel good that I used my scrap material for good. And Avery is eyeing a doll for herself, so I'm sure I will get good use out of the pattern for awhile.
Observe the gallery:
PJ's, blanket and pillow, nature tote, and shorts
Apron and long skirt, to get her "pioneer" on
Legwarmers, fashioned out of some old tights that no longer fit
Butterfly shirt and green skirt
I have to laugh that I have a few more things in the works for Lanie, like jeans and some knit items. What a great creative outlet this has been and I have the American Girl Doll craze (first I typed crazy) to thank.
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Last weekend we took the kids fishing at Hornings Hideout
on a misty wet Sunday morning. We were greeted by the vocal resident peacocks, found strolling everywhere. Horning's stocked pond makes for guaranteed fish-catching. An added bonus: they have all the gear so you can rent whatever, and they teach you how to clean the fish or will take them off your hands if you want to donate them.
The kids had done a bit of fishing earlier in the summer and Avery was especially jazzed about it all until there was a bite on her line. Then bringing it in surprised/scared her (the fish was really thrashing about) and she wanted nothing to do with reeling it in.
Julia, though willing to hold the pole and reel it in, had issues with the fact that we were going to be killing the fish. She was so heartbroken and it made her instantly hate fishing.
We caught four trout in all. I was quite thrilled to catch a fish after all these years. It made me think of my dad, an avid angler, who bought Julia her first fishing pole and would undoubtedly have been chuckling at his grandaughter's response to fishing.
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Thursday, September 09, 2010
Summer, though not technically OVER, is over.
School is back in session.
The requisite first day photo has been taken (twice, as both girls started on different days).
Today it was 72 degrees, but, as Avery's kindergarten class concluded via a vote, the sky was cloudy. I don't think muggy was one of their choices.
The hammock has been put away, called on account of rain like a ball game.
Our bed times are earlier, our wake up times are earlier.
Our last camping trip of the season will happen tomorrow at Lake Billy Chinook.
I am having fun leaving notes in Julia's lunch. Today I wrote one on an ole timey guest check charging her five hugs for her sandwich and five hugs for her peach.
Avery's transition to kindergarten has gone very smoothly. I'm very excited for this new experience, she was definitely ready.
I did not cry when I dropped her off but I did ask lots of questions as we ate at Subway after school. Sounds like her classroom is going to be a great place for her to spend each morning.
Autumnal embraces to each of you reading!
at 3:48 PM