It is Sunday night. The baby just fell asleep and its after ten. Everyone else is sleeping and its a good feeling this quiet house. This weekend was full. I love November for a couple reasons and one of them is the beautiful trees resplendent in their Autumn finery. Another reason is the craft fairs. I have no clue if I am slightly odd...actually yes I do have a clue and I AM slightly odd, but craft fairs are basically my favorite thing ever. If I am having a bad day...just ask me something about craft fairs and I'll perk right up. I realized that last year after my brother stopped by late one night. That was when the baby was super colicky and I was home a lot but I guess I had gotten out to a craft fair. I went on and on about the vendors and their creativity and how happy everyone is because their hard work is finally on display for all to see, and I was so animated telling him this and I saw the look on hi face, then I was hearing myself...apparently craft fairs make me SUPER happy ~ and they do.
So November...I love you because...there are craft fairs every weekend! I grew up going to craft fairs. My granny used to take me. We'd go to an Old Age Pensioners (OAP) hall and there would be tables of crochet doilies and angels made with sparkles and lace and there would be so many beaded treasures and the glorious baking tables, the knitted slippers and sweaters and booties, there were cross stitch recipe books and photo albums, and the list was just endless. I LOVED it.
The craft fair I went to this weekend reminded me a little of the craft fairs I used to go to when I was young. It wasn't all trendy vintage, re purposed, eco friendly, organic, etc...(which I love also by the way) but it was a lot of older 'grandmas' that had worked for hours making kitchen dish cloths stunning and aprons with ruffles and Christmas tree decorations that take me back in time! There were fifty cent earrings that were zippers and bells and Christmas balls, and hand knit sweaters and SOCKS (I got a rainbow pair) and baking and preserves and felted hats and ooooold books. My mom went to this craft fair later on in the day and had a crazy moment where she found a book, at the antique book table, that had HER name in it. Her great grandmother had given it to her. It was 160 years old. She had owned it for years but then had given it up during a move. It was eerie to open up this book and see her maiden name written in her thirteen year old hand writing on it!
I took my eldest daughter and her friend. We had done that last year and I thought it was a fun little tradition to start. Another one of their friends ended up being there and I had my first experience of my daughter being old enough to look around with her friends!!! I was right there the entire time but it was a different feeling to realize that soon enough she will be fine looking by herself in her own aisle while I am one or two aisles over! My baby is growing up and there are moments when it hits you just a certain way. They were so cute in what they LOVED and they had to touch everything. It made me smile and realize they are not THAT grown up yet.
So my first craft fair of the year was this weekend and it was a success. I got some treasures and I will put pictures at the bottom for your viewing pleasure because this craft fair, like I said, took me back in time and I purchased some gems.
In other news ~ this weekend my friend and neighbor came back from two weeks in Hawaii and my children are all the proud owners of authentic lava rocks. They are beyond thrilled. When she came home I had made sure to put some fresh cream in her fridge. I imagined that she would feel the need for some coffee as its cold, grey and rainy here....and two weeks in Hawaii is about the best thing I can imagine right now. Coming back would be a bit of a shocker. So she left a message on my phone about how that cream just blessed her! Also this weekend my fifteen month old baby boy called 911. That is the emergency response number here where I live. I didnt realize he had done this so I took the phone from him and hung it up. It rang shortly after and someone identified themselves as the 911 Operator. I said, ' Are you kidding me,!!!!' and she said, 'No ma'am I am not, do you have a young child in the house, is everything alright?' I assured her that the baby was playing with the phone and all was well, but she had to send an officer over anyway just to make absolutely sure everything was okay. He was kind and came in for a little chat. However I now am officially on file at the police station for the first time in my life and so is our baby!!! Our fourth little one is really quite something. He is the busiest and most inquisitive of all our babies so far I think. He climbs, he tastes, he runs, he jumps, he calls 911, and he tries to use Suri (the voice search engine)on our IPAD but he can't talk. So he is keeping me running ~ literally.
Today we also went out for lunch to our Nana's house. This is someone who looked after me when I was little and who now means A LOT to my children especially my eldest. She was once their foster daughter as a tiny baby and she is considered their youngest grandchild now as all of their other grandchildren are pretty much grown up. They were having a big family gathering and we were included. I was so tired today. My children attended with hair not done, clothes obviously chosen themselves. I woke up two minutes before we had to go from a very deep sleep and so went feeling sleep drunk. It was such a special lunch for me and it didnt matter that my hair was not done and I felt like crying. This family is so special to me. I am so glad we were included. Their love means the world.
I feel tiredness creeping in so I'll stop blabbing and sleep while the baby does. His dang eye teeth are STILL not through and I am hoping for the grand entrance sooner than soon. Then I might start to get sleeping for more than a couple hours straight and then watch out world...I am not sure what for, but watch out!
I hope your weekend was wonderful or at least good :) xo
Enjoy these pictures :)
I wish I could go to craft fairs. My heart sighs at seeing your treasures in such a happy way! Xo
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