I LOVE DIYs.
I mostly just love bookmarking them and thinking about how cool to eventually maybe probably make one of them someday/year/something. I made ornaments at Christmas (which I would show you but they're packed away). I made pillow cases (which I would show you except for the fact that when I told Nana about this accomplishment she laughed and said: "So you can sew in a straight line?" Still sassy.)
But I’ve determined this year is a real winner in the DIY department. Consider the following examples:
Soft-soled baby shoes. My venture into sewing not in a straight line. I am moderately pleased with them. I would be more pleased except they look VERY homemade, and Jake will probably outgrow them next week. It was everything I could do to get Jake to stop pointing his toes for the picture.
Chalkboards for the living room wall. Complete with little snippet from a Flaubert story (always makes me think of you, Glenco!) for this week anyway. Next week Jacob decorates them, but the week after that I'm doing constellations.
So I recognize that I had some help with a couple of these, but the shoes I did all by myself.