Thursday, February 26, 2009

True, True, True....

Getting to the point is this stimulus is like a last desperation shopping spree on someone else’s credit card. Someone is going to have to pay for it. The Chinese are going to want their money back with interest.

"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the rich out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend is about the end of any nation."

"You cannot multiply the wealth by dividing it."

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Big Brother/Big Sister Shirts

Do you have a secret?
Well, you are in luck. These big brother/big sister shirts from Resa Design are on sale for $12.

Limited Quantities, please click here to purchase.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Friday Feature: Felt Clips

I am trying to blog more, can you tell? :-)
Recently, I am really drawn to FELT products. Felt food, felt letters, felt hair clips...I love it all!
These felt clips are so adorable. A cool $6, worth every penny.
More felt coming soon!

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Don't be fooled!

When I started sewing Wet Happened? wet bags a few years ago, who would have ever thought it would turn into this? Once they did so well in Target, I knew there would be copiers. Unfortunately, it is just a part of this industry. I just did not think there would be so many this fast.

I knew it was coming, but that does not mean I am happy about it.

Each one has some gimmick associated- the seams are sealed, the zipper is a different color, it has a unique interior pocket, etc., etc. Bottom line is that the Wet Happened? wet bag history of reliability speaks for itself.

Hundreds of happy customers, an unmatched level of customer service, and beautiful craftsmanship that you can rely on are the reason the Wet Happened? bag continues to be the industry leader.

New Products

These stroller liners, from B & V Kids, are such a wonderful idea. When Bryce came along, it was nice to change my stroller and give it a fresh, updated look. The boring navy was just not cutting it! These are padded and have the strap holes, and are much nicer than many others on the market. Retail: $68.00
I also adore this diaper bag from Gypsy Rose designs. The mix of patterns and different fabrics is so fresh and unique. I love each and every choice. She really does a great job of blending an excellent shaped bag with beautiful fabric. Six interior pockets, $99.00
Coming Soon: The Constructive Eating Set. There actually is a plate that goes with this, too. What I love most about this set is that it is a unique and fun idea for boys. I will be honest, other than the Ellie Bellie Kids Capes or the Applique Onesies, there is not a whole lot out there for boys that does not include Fisher Price, Tonka, or Hot Wheels. Don't get me wrong--we love our cars, but just how many of them does one kid need? These would make an excellent gift, or just a fun idea for creative eating. Retail $18.00

And finally, I am drooling over this hand painted artwork from Jamie's Paint and Design. We love anything surfing or water related, and I fell in love with these name tiles, above. There also is a great selection of adoption, communion, baptism, teacher, or new baby gifts. The birth certificates are personalized, and always great for a keepsake. Starts at $13.00.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Website Feedback

I changed a few of the categories around on the website- and just really took the time to clean up a few of the products and what sections they were listed under.

I would love some feedback, though.

There are so many products that overlap. For example, a diaper bag. It would really fit into "For Moms" and also just the Diaper Bag category.

Q: Would you rather see it in all the applicable sections, or just in the Diaper Bag category?

I feel like it clouds things up when one item is in so many places. I want the item to be found, but I feel it gets overwhelming with so many products in multiple categories....what do you think?

Also, I am adding a bunch of beautiful, handpainted wall plaques. Would a separate "home" category be a good idea, or just lob them all together under great gifts? Perhaps a "personalized" tab?

Monday, February 16, 2009

Newsletter: Long overdue.

This past weekend was spent re-organizing my website (making room for some fabulous new finds) and trying to get Valentine pictures of my little guy.

The MiniMe BabyGear newsletter finds it's way to the back burner quite often.

Look for it on Wed. In the meantime, enjoy these Valentine pixs of Bryce with his new favorite thing:

Yes, he makes that face every time he is greeted by the Valentine Pup. I just can't bear to pack it up with the other Valentine decorations just yet:-)

Tie Onesie

I got an e-mail from a customer a few days ago with these pictures attached:

Isn't he just the cutest?

Wearing a red and black stripe tie onesie, this little guy received great compliments on his choice of attire this Christmas. "It was a hit", says mom.

Thanks for the pictures of your handsome fellow. He is too cute!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Wet Bag Use #12

My four year old spills.

A lot.

I know two things to be true about my son and drinking sippy cups. The first is that he prefers the purple base with the blue and yellow top. The soft spout is half gnawed, and cracked right down the center.

The second is that no matter what is in it, no matter how tight I put on the top, how careful he is, how attentive I am to where it is set down, one thing is for certain. With mysterious powers only rivaled by the Bermuda Triangle or that elusive second sock I can never find, somehow, will be spilled on my red couch.

Now, a little background on my couches. When I was looking into purchasing two new couches for our family room before we moved in three years ago, time and again I heard people swear by Micro-fiber/or is it Micro-suede? I can never remember. "It wears so well", "the spills come out so easily", "snot comes off with nare a scrape of the fabric", etc., etc.

I didn't listen. I chose couches based on the fabric, albeit a non-kid-friendly-gonna-look-like-crap-in-two-years sort of fabric. It is not only NOT kid friendly, but every spill, every wet spot, every snotty nose regifts the stain again and again.

As I was picking up the second spill of the day (along with the mashed up goldfish crackers), I hear a loud bang against the kitchen floor. I ran to see what it was, and there was my little guy Bryce.

Have you ever counted the seconds when you are waiting for a little kid to let out a really loud scream? I look at him and I knew it was coming. His face red, eyes wide, and inhaling deeply to let out that enormous "I'm in PAIN!" wail.

Oh, and the time elapsed was about five seconds.

We have a large wall in our kitchen that houses pictures. For longer than I care to admit, I have been wanting to change the pictures from a row of five to a collage. I found a 3 foot long wall plaque with the saying "It's a Wonderful Life", meant to top the beautiful, timeless wall of black picture frames. I set it there four days ago, just waiting for a nail.

Bryce knocked it over while crawling. I could not tell where it landed, but there was blood next to it on the floor.

I rushed over to pick him up, and blood started dripping to the floor. Fast. All over my white shirt. In my hair, on my face. I searched his head, his neck, feet, arms, looking for where the blood was coming from.

And then I felt it.

The panic.

I was a cool cucumber before I had kids. The first to jump in and calmly analyze the situation.

Not so much with blood dripping from my second beloved.

I went into all-out-panic mode. I never would have thought I would be one of those See-Blood-and-run-screaming-in-an-absolute-frenzy type moms.

I ran from room to room, trying to find the phone. Somehow, every time I passed it, I did not see it sitting right on the table. Bumping my own head on the cupboard door trying to find a gauzepad or something that looked anti-septic. Searching for something that belonged in a hospital, I tore apart my cabinet. A band aid? I attempt to put that on and it sticks to his finger.

Now, the finger is full of blood with a bandaid sticking to it. Nice work, Jame.

I turned on the faucet, and then deciding against that. I flew up two flights of stairs trying to find something to house the blood.

I think about calling 911.

That last bit makes me ashamed to even be called a mom.

Finally, I did what any self-loathing panicked mom would do.

I called my mom.

Calmly, she told me to call my doctor and that she would be right over.

Well, wouldn't you know it (and I am sure you could have guessed), I know my peds number by heart. So, I called and they walked me through what to look for. During out brief call, the bleeding started to stop and I could finally get a good look at his finger.

I squinted my eyes to see the carnage. Would the tip be dangling, a slice in the side? I wondered. What would have caused all this bleeding?

I swallowed a huge dose of humble pie when I realized it was a cracked fingernail.

Wet Bag Use #12...bloody clothing sent to grandma's house for cleaning.

Now if I could only find something to store my damaged pride. Sheesh.