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Our apple birthday party

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apple-dress birthday-dress daphbirthday2 daph-cake1 daph-cake3.The baby turned 1! Her apple birthday party was on a beautiful fall day, and Daphne heartily approved of the cake her Nana made. I made her dress from an Anna Maria Horner pattern in the book Handmade Beginnings. The skirt fabric is Timeless Treasures Kids Apple Orchard, and I bought the embroidery pattern for the front panel from here. The dress was sweet by itself, and over a red Kickee Pants union suit to make it warmer on the “crisp” (pun intended) day of her actual party. I love fall colors on this baby, and I plan to enjoy this dress on her long after the leftover cake is gone.

Almost 1 year

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happy-appleUnbelievably, it is time to get ready for a first birthday party. Wasn’t I just waiting impatiently for her, getting all those tiny little newborn handmades ready? But here she is, a big, sturdy, almost-toddler who moves of her own locomotion, calls me by name, and incessantly tries to eat the dog’s food. I’m planning a little apple-themed party for our family and a couple homeschool friends with toddlers who I think she can safely count as friends.

worriedI crocheted this sweet hat for her from this free pattern by Kay Meadors but made a little leaf from felt instead of crocheting one. I also made a little garland of felt apples to function as a party decoration, photo prop, and fall decoration in our kitchen.

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Daphne wasn’t feeling particularly smile-y when it was time to take her picture, and she’s too little to bribe with M&M’s so I settled on this sweet but semi-serious pose for the back of her invitation.

daphne-inviteThen I designed the front of her invitation in Photoshop with the help of the instructions on this blog.

Now we’re ready to party, except for this Mama trying to remember to not waste Daphne’s 11th month being nostalgic for the first 10. I won’t have more babies and I’m actually happy with that choice, but I do wish I could just keep one in the closet to snuggle on or sniff or nurse just when I want to. There is nothing like snuggling on your own sweet baby. I’ve been a lucky mama. And now I’ll focus on how lucky I am to hold her hand when she takes her wobbly steps; enjoy Worth as he takes in the world all new, amazed that everything around him is Covered in Words!; and be amazed at the poised and accomplished girl my big one is turning out to be. Lucky indeed.