Fe-Fe's World Of Craft, Creations and Kids.: Happy Birthday Josh (for yesterday)

Sunday, 21 June 2009

Happy Birthday Josh (for yesterday)

I hate doing decoupage - I love the end result but it drives me insane doing all the intricate cutting out to get it to the finished stage. So this just goes to show how much I love my son Josh. I was wondering how I was going to top or at least match the Tardis card I made him last year when I came across a website that had Scooby Doo decoupage papers. Josh loves Scooby Doo so I bought a sheet that had Scooby Doo in a Monster Truck and Scooby in an aeroplane. I gave Ellie first choice as to which one she wanted to put on her card and she picked the plane.

I used papers by K&Co for Josh's card. I do love the quality of K&Co stuff, I love the colour combinations and the designs of the papers too, especially the ones in this set. They are lovely to work with.

The "Happy 11th Birthday" was done using Go Kreate Dies in my Cuttlebug. The "Josh" at the bottom was done using my Cricut and the Tear Drop cartridge on the "Dropless" feature.

Papers: K&Co ~ Scooby Doo Decoupage Sheet
Equipment: Cuttlebug ~ Nestabilites ~ Go Kreate Dies ~ Cricut ~ Tear Drop Cartridge

It did pay off in the end though because Josh loved his card and spent ages examining all the layers! :-)

I also made Josh a card from Max (our puppy dog) for this card I used my Woodware Stamps for the boy on the beanbag and the dog. For the background I used some Scooby Doo paper. The Happy Birthday stamp is by Hobby Arts and the 11 in the centre I cut out using Go Create Dies in the Cuttlebug. The "To Someone Special" banner was one a friend sent me.Stamps: Hobby Arts ~ Woodware
Equipment: Cuttlebug ~ Nestabilites ~ Go Kreate Dies

4 comments:

Liz said...: these cards are brill

Liz x; 21 June 2009 at 12:04
Dawn said...: Cute cute cards Fe - Hope he had a great day!; 22 June 2009 at 21:29
Dee said...: Great cards as usual Fe, but I think Ellie stole your thunder this time LOL

Love Mum XXXX; 28 June 2009 at 08:14
Anonymous said...: Great cards Fe - & Ellie's is fantastic! I hope Josh liked them & enjoyed his birthday.

I can't sort out a user name right now - so I'm anonymous!?

Caroline x (Friday feeling); 3 July 2009 at 21:38

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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.