Fe-Fe's World Of Craft, Creations and Kids.

This blog was started mainly for my crafting, however I also find myself writing about my family life too and in particular about my son Josh. Josh is just Josh to us and we're used to his quirky behaviour. As I don't want to have to mention Josh's autism every time I post about him, I thought I'd mention it here. Hopefully you will bear this in mind as you read and it may give you a little insight into the wonderful world of the autisic child in a very gentle way!

Saturday, 26 January 2008

Twinkling H2O's

I started making some more Christmas cards this morning (to keep up with my New Years Resolution!) and I'd just stamped a few Sugar Nellies when a little voice said "Can I do some of that too Mummy?"

Well how could I refuse? So I stamped out a few more Sugar Nellies for Ellie and gave her a paint brush and we Twinkling H2O'd all morning! It was great fun.

These are this weeks Christmas cards I made.

The first one has been made using a blue card blank from Craftwork Cards, the fairy and Happy Christmas paper are from Lili of the Valley.

The second card has been made using my Sugar Nellie Stamp coloured in with Twinkling H2O's, the papers are actually from one double sided sheet called "Mistletoe Wishes" and is by Daisy Bucket Designs. The felt ribbon I bought in the sale at John Lewis, it's supposed to be for wrapping gifts!

The third card is Sugar Nellie again coloured with Twinkilng H2O's. The papers are by Craftwork Cards.

13 comments:

pescbrico said...: How cool is that! She wanted to do just like mommy! It's impossible to resist to that! My little girl likes to craft with me too :)
Your Christmas cards are beautiful!; 27 January 2008 at 04:05
ScrapMomOf2 said...: How cute is she? My girls were and still are like that . . . they love to do what I'm doing! Love it! Great photos of your sweetheart!

I love all of your cards! WOW! You are doing an amazing job with the Christmas cards! Go Fiona!; 27 January 2008 at 16:02
Debbie said...: Aww how sweet is Ellie and going to be just like her mum. :) It is fab spending quality time with the kids. :)

Good stuff keeping up your resolution - your cards are fab - love that cute wee fairy. ;) :)

Ooh, love the comment you left for me about the inchies - just off to sit on my throne now LOL

Debbie x; 27 January 2008 at 16:14
Ana Baird said...: Ellie is lovely and sweet! Great pictures!; 27 January 2008 at 20:08
Dee said...: Ah but.... where are the cards Ellie made? Seeing as she was helping I'm sure she made some too? Love Mum
xxxx; 27 January 2008 at 22:24
My Paper World said...: Awwwwww! what a cutie! Sounds like you both had fun!; 28 January 2008 at 22:28
Anonymous said...: Wow awesome FE ! I havent tried the twinkling h2o's yet ! Love these cards ! Miss ya ! I'll email you back soon .....; 29 January 2008 at 22:29
Debra said...: where is Ellie's art?; 1 February 2008 at 04:09
jay670120 said...: ive just seen this post and i love the photos of your daughter painting& look at all those Twinkling H20s wow !!!!
Your cards are amazing ...ive just bought my 1st Magnolia stamp !!!! so cant wait to use it x; 1 February 2008 at 21:22
Maria said...: Oh gosh. . you just reminded me that I need to make my Christmas cards! So much to do, so little time. I love all your pretty cards and it's so sweet that your daughter was your little helper! She's a budding artist in the making!

Maria; 3 February 2008 at 02:20
Debbie said...: Hi Fe, have just tagged you - visit my blog for all the details. :)

Debbie x; 4 February 2008 at 11:41
Dawn Wheeler said...: Wow what fabulous cards ,your daughter is such a great little crafter its so great to see her crafting ,Dawnxx; 5 February 2008 at 17:04
Joani said...: Hi Fe, just thought I'd visit your blog, it was recomended by Debbee. I have just got my blog up and running rather squeakily but i can tweak it. LOL

Your daughter Ellie is lovely and is taking after you by the looks of it. :)

Hope to chat soon on PCJ

Joani x; 7 February 2008 at 02:02

Ode to Special Mums

Ode to Special Moms(by Erma Bombeck)

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen?

Somehow I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth, son, patron saint, Matthew.
Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, patron saint, Cecilia.
"Rudledge, Carrie, twins, patron saint, give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child."

The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."

"Exactly," says God. "Could I give a handicapped child to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."

"But has she patience?" asks the angel.

"I don't want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it.
"I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has his own world. She has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to be easy."

"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."

God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."

The angel gasps, "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"

God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a 'spoken word.' She will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations."I will permit her to see clearly the things I see...ignorance, cruelty, prejudice...and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."

"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, pen poised midair.

God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."

"Welcome to Holland"

"Welcome to Holland" By Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away...because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss. But...if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.