Bowdee-Howdee-Hum

So here's what we did in our spare time on Friday. For about 2 years now I've been admiring my sisters-in-laws cute kids and crafty skills so I finally got it together and learned how to make some of these. Every family reunion Ava's the little rag muffin that doesn't have any fancy bows but now we have no excuses since I've proven I am capable of making corker bows. Alas, I'm now sure my crafty sister-in-laws are onto bigger and fancier things but maybe someday I'll catch up to them.

They took a ton of time but I did have three helpers and they demanded I feed them lunch and change a few bums in the process. My awesome sister-in-law Dawne was patient enough to walk me through it step-by-step and I'm glad she did cause I think they turned out cute. Dawne's little girls are much more fashionable than us, since she usually makes her bows with 45 corkers (curly things) and I called in good with only 18 each. We have to ease us East Coasters in easy to the whole Utah fashion trends.

Ava loved making these, but not so much wearing them. The whole time we were making these, and other assorted flower bows, she kept asking me "Wow, Mama, I'm a good bow maker huh?" and " Do you think I should make bows for a job when I'm a teenager?". She made some monstrous pink poofy flowers and I glued them onto a clip for her but I seriously doubt she'll ever wear them. I did convince her to wear these beauties to the tiny little St. Patrick's Day parade in Little Washington and she got at least 5 compliments on them, which made them all worth while.

Now if I could just figure out how to fix her hair we'd be on our way to divas.

Up next, I have to conquer these fancy little numbers and then I'm having a party. A fancy, shmancy bow making party for all the friends I know. I'll be the coolest kid on the block then, huh? Or at least in Virginia, where these aren't a dime-a-dozen like in Utah. Bring all your ribbons, bows and craftiness my way and come have fun.