for the Love of Mama

Mother's Day came so quickly on the heals of Easter this year.  I'm not the only who felt the squeeze...  Brandon says my Mother's Day gift is a wee bit delayed.  That's actually good news, from where I stand, because it might be something really good.  So curious!

I did manage to finish some gifts for the mothers in my life.  My mom voiced a not-so-subtle hint after seeing what I made for the Pretty {little} Pouch swap.  On Friday I collected a handful of green scraps and improv-pieced this little one.

a Pouch for Mother's Day

Green is my mother's favorite color.  Or perhaps it's navy? 

favorite colors.

I lined it with the same turquoise dandelion print from Fabric.com.  And my house insists on pointing out that this is a color combination I definitely favor.  Can't go wrong with olive and turquoise/teal blue!  Though, actually, I've recently decided I want to branch out in my colors around the house.  I still have this pair in my bathroom (remember the shower curtain?), and I used to have it in our bedroom too.  I'm trying to take a new, perhaps bolder color combo in our master bedroom, but so far the husband is dragging his feet...

for Grandma.

Back to Mother's Day.  On Sunday morning, I hand-stitched the lining into my mom's new pouch, while Aria made her this fabric scrap card, inspired by Deborah's fun series, "Sewing with Kids" lesson 6.  Aria pointed out that her card project was a lot like Bottled Rainbows.  Very proud girlie!

kayaking

In the afternoon, the four of us went kayaking on Lake Murray, launching from this inlet by my parent's home.  I'd been wanting to take them kayaking forever.  We saw several turtles, herons.... and a few folks water skiing. 

Well, I think those are all the best moments of my Mother's Day.  We'll skip the other parts.  You know the ones where things go wrong and you think to yourself, "but, it's Mother's Day, do I really have to deal with this?"  Sometimes Mother's Day can be so hard along those lines, because it's supposed to be all "peaches and cream".  But no day is perfect.  And sometimes Mother's Day is bound to be plain ole stinky. 

I hope yours was heavy on the cream!