Atilla the... Huh?

Someday, I promise I'll post something about the kids again.

In the meantime... meet the newest...

"Atilla the...huh?"

I think it's pretty obvious who I patterned him after.

I mean... just check out those muscles!

Super Awesome Crochet Action Figure

So... you all know Sam? The awesome? 'Scuse me... THE awesome?

Well.... once upon a time, this conversation ensued:

Susie: I was wondering... Are there shirts out there that intentionally make the sleeves smaller so your muscles look bigger? Do you have mom take them in? Do you buy your shirts small or... are your muscles actually so big that your poor sleeves just pray they make it through the evening?

Sam: its actually a secret technique taught to me by an ancient head hunter named muga muga, who instructed me in the ways of shrinking heads, i then took that knowledge and used it in the discipline of shrinking sleeves. after many minutes spent mastering this art i have finally been able to make a extra medium shirt fit like a extra small in the arms. yea for cannibal head hunters!

His response was so brilliant that I couldn't stop laughing for days... weeks? how long has it been now. I'm still laughing.

So... I had to make a Muga muga.

He is rather vain about his muscles. He's even called them "the ladies" and given one a kiss.


Modesty being a good thing, his beloved "Grand-muga" (my own dear mother) decided to make him a shirt. ....size extra medium of course.
And since he was an individual lacking anything resembling "couth," she invited him to tea.


It was pretty nice. Man. But man. You know he wouldn't do it for anyone but you man.


Later he impressed us all with a demonstration of his awesome mucles. And curled a few dolls who were having the tea party with us. ...calling them his 'dumbells.' So much for giving him any social graces.


One can only take so much tea, man. So he went off to watch some MMA.


What an awesome Grandmuga to get his personality so much as to make him such an awesome muscle shirt, man!

Should I be a little afraid that he is Hank's absolute favorite doll she's ever seen? Just seeing the pictures today made her start shouting, pointing and screaching MUGA MUGA MUGA!
Can't really blame her. The second I saw Ian's gigantic muscles, I couldn't think of anything else, man.

Why?

I wouldn't change a single thing about her and she is designed perfectly to specifications and lovingly created. So... I'm not questioning the design or anything.

But every once in awhile, I do kind of wonder why oh WHY is Hank's arm just long enough to reach out and grab my nose while nursing? No matter how I try to move my head away, that little grabbin' Han is just right there.
I also question why the baby has such strength that once she has my nose, I can't wrench it from her grasp. And while we're asking questions... why does she think it's so ridiculously funny!?

Not among my questions: "am I making enough milk?" They say you can tell by looking at the corners of a baby's mouth to see if she is getting anything. With Han, you just make her laugh and see if any comes out her nose.

Hannah the Sunday School Teacher

Oh that Hank! She is so very sweet-spirited and inclusive. She's such a sweet little hostess, friend, helper and teacher.

Today she was sitting, reading her book out loud and Clark was concerned because she wasn't reading it right. So without getting her little feelings hurt or anything, in her most Sunday School teacher-ish way, she turned the book around and showed me the chair in the picture.

"See?"

"See "Lahkie?"

"hmm... something's not quite right since I read to you guys."

"See? You messed it all up."


"Class is over. =)"

Lost In Translation

Dear Daddy,

I know I'm only 1 year old so I don't communicate everything I want perfectly yet. I feel like we had a little issue at post nap snack today that I wanted to clear up. When I say "all done," it means I am all done sitting at my high chair, not nescessary that I am all done eating. I am perfectly happy to eat any food someone may offer me or drop on the floor. That being said, in the future, would you mind waiting until you set me free to consider my leftovers fair game? I enjoyed watching you eat and all... but I prefer to watch from the floor.

Thanks for your kind consideration :)

Hank

Hey Everybody, Come See How Good I Look...

Meet my latest little work :) I am pretty proud of her since she is completely my own design. She even has fat rolls on her little legs and I think you'd be hard pressed to find a more realistic crochet doll :) She sucks her own thumb, holds hands with other dolls like her, and grabs anything metal. Her favorite toy is jingle bells and this marvelous tin tea set that my mom has. She's just like Hank though... She likes to grab things from people and everything she grabs, she puts directly into her mouth. And like my little baby Clark, this crazy baby bites the spoon whenever you try to feed her and you have to fight with her to make her let go! The 1st one I made has been a favorite of every little mommy who has played with her (even Clark gives her a massive vote of approval!), so I can't wait to send this baby off to her very own mommy!

The little girl I made her for has lots of pretty blonde hair. I wish I could have found blue eyes to match hers.

You can almost see the fat rolls on the back of her knees. Note the belly button and the cowlick on top of her head. I am very pleased with her little feet, so notice them too....

and the sideswept bangs =)

Okay, I'm done tooting my own horn. :) Isn't she a doll?? ;p

Think Pink

Hank was very exuberantly loquacious this afternoon because the back of her little kitchen is pink. I was amazed that she recognized it at her tender young age. I wasn't amazed to know she likes pink. She was asking for pink chuckies before she was ever born.
I have redesigned the blog in her cute little honor. It matches the blanket and bib her ever-loving Grandma made for her. (Love that ever-lovin' Grandma!) What do you think? Doesn't it just scream Hannah?