I think I make stuff in phases. If you have a baby, try and have it during one of my make-stuff phases.
Kari had a boy and so I made her these:
It is so so so hard to come up with boy embellishments (that I like). These guys have a dog so I went off that. I asked (begged) Karl to draw a silhouette. He is a really good draw-er. So good, that he came back with an exact replica of the dog. Silhouette, schmilhouette, huh? After freaking out because I just wanted a silhouette so I could cut it out of fabric, I put the picture on the t-shirt and it turned out super cute. Even cuter than some fabric silhouette. I like to pretend that that sheep-emu-blob is actually a chenille dog. (That right there is the reason why I needed Karl to draw the silhouette).
Two days after I finished Kari's (baby's) onesies, Cyd had her boy. Another boy. Another challenge. I am sure they would have love one of my chenille blobs but I went with birds. I didn't make up the tie thing, I must give credit to the bajillion people that have them on etsy.
I know I should be ashamed, but this is what my craft room looks like after my projects.
I need to figure out a way to organize this so it doesn't look like a tornado hit every time I work on a project. I swear, I just make a card or wrap a present (or embroider and iron-on and sew some onesies or make 10 aprons) or whatever and all of the sudden it is an insane mess. Hopefully this is a "before" picture. It is insane. The Oprah crew would be ashamed. Don't tell them about me. They would make me throw stuff away. I can't. I love my stuff. I love my ribbons. I love them so much that I even think they love me back.
Cyd-o-nee, he is beautiful. You are beautiful. I hope he like birds.