Flour VS. Sand

While I did this:

Edwin did this:

I guess we both like to make messes. Mine will be sweet and tasty, and his was the result of pretending to be a "digger" (back hoe, excavator, etc.) and a dump truck, complete with sound effects.

Unnecessary Fun

I've decided to use a bassinet for this baby until Edwin is closer to being ready to move to a bigger bed. I debated whether to get another crib (didn't really want to do this), get a toddler bed (didn't really want to do this either) or try to move Edwin to a twin bed-sized mattress on the floor. I don't think he's really ready for the freedom this would give him, and I know I'm not ready for it. So we decided we'd use a bassinet for Baby 2 until Edwin's closer to 2 years old and we're past the newborn stage.

I found this wicker bassinet on craigslist, and although it's in good shape, I wanted to embellish it - just for fun. I used a linen tablecloth along with a white cotton sheet and some sheer, textured white curtain fabric (thrift stores are wonderful!). I also used some of the fabric from the curtains in the nursery because this will sit in there after we move the crib to Edwin's soon-to-be new room.

I had fun custom making this cover and it didn't turn out to be as difficult as I first thought, although I kept it pretty simple. I'd kind of like to cover the removable top piece, but that doesn't seem so simple, so I doubt I'll make it a priority. Plus, I might not even use it.

Heavy Heart

For those of you who read this blog, I'd like to ask you to pray for a family I'm related to.

On Friday I got an e-mail telling me that one of my second cousins (the son of one of my Dad's cousin) had died in an accident while putting a new roof on a building. It appears he was electrocuted because of a low-hanging wire.

I grew up around this second cousin of mine and spent a lot of time with this extended family on my Dad's side. Although I wasn't close to him at all and I haven't seen him in years, I cannot stop thinking about his family.

He was married, and he and his wife have 3 young children: 6, 4 and 1. I never met his wife or children, but all I can think about is what she must be feeling and experiencing. She now has 3 small children to care for, she has to be the one to explain to them that Daddy isn't coming home and help them grieve, she has to go to bed alone at night, when just last week at this time, life was normal.

I am just so sad for her. For their children. If you think of them, please pray for them.