It is not that long time ago when both my kids fitted in the small portable bathtub without any problems. A few weeks ago I realized that it really is a hassle trying to fit both in it these days. I had to instruct them where to put arms and legs to even mange to get in together. Poor kids but as I had said they could take a bath it was no way I could pull the whole idea off without trying to squeeze them both in. My god they are grown up so fast. It was like yesterday Filip could hardly sit by himself and now he is running around and understands everything.
Wednesday, November 23, 2016
Friday, November 4, 2016
Here is some of my hats that has been created lately. I have now used up the last pieces of my elephant fabric which I love. And the new fabric with feathers I find very nice and a great unisex fabric. Also the Dala horse fabric I got from my friend Christine who asked me to use it and so I made her 1,5 year old daughter one hat and her one matching hat.
Thursday, November 3, 2016
You never know and I never know what inspires me to an illustration in my sketchbook journal. Sometimes the inspiration and creativity is gone with the wind and feels like it will never return ( I am sure all you creative souls can relate to that feeling...) and sometimes something normal as an apple can inspire. 2016 has been a real apple year. Not that I have one single apple tree in my garden ( although the cottage next door that we are renting out has one very small apple tree but our tenant has cut it like he was very upset with that tree and it will most probably never carry any apples after that treatment... So it doesn't count as an apple tree anymore...) but at Mila and Filip's kindergarten they have heaps of red very taste Ingrid Marie apples. And people in the stable has brought bags after bags with beautiful and tasty apples of all different sorts. Here is my illustration on the topic in different stages.
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
Do you remember your first love? Or love maybe more your first boyfriend ? Ok yes maybe same thing I don't remember if it was love but I do remember my first boyfriend. I was 4 years old ( i think) he was in the same group at my kindergarten. My kindergarten was called Myrstacken (Anthill) and it was the best kindergarten in the whole universe. My teacher Irma was the best kindergarten teacher one can have. My boyfriend was called Gustav. He always used to make jokes about my surname, Book. Every time we were gonna read he was laughing and asking "are we gonna read Cecilia Book?!" Very funny!! NOT! I got sick and tired of these jokes and one day I told my kindergarten teachers that I had changed name to my mothers surname, Folkesson. The teachers changed all my name tags and my mother was very confused when she saw my new name tags but somehow agreed and I change to Folkesson even in all the official registers...
Gustav could not understand how I could pick fish and potatoes as my favorite dish and order it for the whole kindergarten at my birthday. Gustav picked on his birthday corn on cob and hamburgers. I also remember that one day when we were walking hand in hand to a sporthall he was looking at me instead of the road so he bumped straight into a lamppost.. We have much later discussed and tried to figure out exactly which lamppost he walked into.
Mila has also found her first boyfriend at her kindergarten. His name is Melker and is such gentleman. He comes to greet her by the door every morning helping her to take off her shoes and jacket and to comfort her when she is sad seeing me off. During our last vacation she told us she was missing Melker numerous times per day and also spending lots of time think what to bye him as a present. When they go for walk they are holding hands and my god they look too cute on the picture kindergarten teacher sent us. Mila and Melker has already agreed that they will get married and Mila thinks Melker will make an excellent dad. Too cute. Unfortunately due to some mess at the kindergarten Melker has changed to another place but we are trying to catch up and let them play when we have the chance.