...couple things

FIRST; I just have to share this! Tuesday morning was Cameron's day to have shots. Naturally, he cried and mama squirmed! But before the shots I had him undressed except for his diaper and socks. He's growing like a little bean and looking good ~ ears look good, no illness, teeth are in good shape, eating well, nothing bad to report. While waiting for the doctor to enter I put his shirt back on so he wouldn't be too cold. The Doc comes in and does her examination. The doctor is about to leave and we're having a little Q&A. All the while Cameron is tossing his belongings out of his stroller onto the floor, handing me his jacket and climbing in, half naked, ready to go. It was so funny!

By the time the doctor closed the door Cameron was in position to leave.

I did not take pictures of Cameron getting his shots. He had 2 shots in each leg. He needed his flu shot too. I felt so bad as any mother would. I hate these times. He was so upset and almost offended that the nurse would do such a thing. He gives you this look and then I feel responsible for his pain. Once we got into the car he calmed down. He fell asleep instantly ~ we didn't even make it out of the parking lot and he was out like a light. He was so exhausted that he remained sleeping while I got him out of the car, past the dogs, into the house and laid him on the floor in the living room. The only reason I put him here was that when he's upset like he was it's best to keep him real close because Mr. Cameron isn't a happy camper, if you know what I mean. Here he is all tuckered out from his shots.

And he did wake up with his feelings hurt so Mama made him some of his favorite things: ham, cheese, rice and apple juice (no different than a hot pocket). I never do this, but I pushed his highchair into the living room so he could eat his lunch watching Elmo. Boy, did I make this child's dream come true. No more tears for Cameron for the afternoon. He was so happy and forgot all about those stinkin' shots.

SECOND; I have taught myself to embroider. If my Grandmother were here today she'd be so proud of me. Her mouth would be opened, in a deer caught in head lights sort of way, and she would say, "she can sew!" I borrowed the Reader's Digest Complete Book of Embroidery from my Mom about a week ago. My objective is to know how to doodle stitch. I thought I would start out simple and work my way up. I've started with a stamp pattern. It's of a colonial girl. I'm using weaver's cloth. I choose a beige weaver's cloth and DMC #221. I intend on coffee staining afterwards and probably just framing the piece unless I come up with some other alternative.

I taught myself the stem stitch, herringbone stitch, colonial knot, buttonhole stitch and half stitch. I know these stitches already, but I've never done them in a sewing motion; only a stick-stab on linen and Aida, never weaver's cloth. The only thing I used the weaver's cloth for is needle punch. I am really excited about this! I love learning new things and when it's self-taught I'm even more enthused. I decided to use a stamp pattern as a guide and once that's accomplished and I learn my own technique of sewing, I will eliminate the stamping and will stitch free-hand embroidery. I have chosen to stick with primitive embroidery and I really only want to do stem and back stitching to keep with the primitive style. I hope to one day embroider little aprons on prim/grungy dolls and cloth fabrics with primitive motifs. I just can't wait until my horizons have broadened. Here is my doodling cloth from today and my stamped colonial girl. I'm starting on her tonight.

This book is amazing, by the way. It's a very thorough teacher! Mom may not get it back. (j/k)