It's TIME to hide my cape.

My Supermom cape, that is.  You know the one, fuschia satin with the large S embroidered by hand in metallic thread that begins to flow in the wind as soon as I open my eyes in the morning. They all know who I am anyway, these underlings in my house, but it's time they forget.  I'm gonna have to fold the cape in a drawer for a while.  Until they understand...

Understand that I don't enjoy staying up late to put the load into the dryer so they have the right uniform for tomorrow's game.  I'm tired too.

Understand that I would prefer to do something else with my evenings than study for their math tests, edit their speeches, memorize their Bible verses and correct their vocab lessons. I did all that once already if I remember.

Understand that I really don't like to sew at midnight patching the last pair of pants on earth. Can we say, "Mom, my drawers are empty."

Understand that I can't solve the illusive sock mystery or answer questions like "why are there 5 kids' toothbrushes in the holder even though we only have 4 kids?"

Understand that I have eaten enough burnt toast in my life, thank you very much.

I have several in my home that will be adults the next time I blink my eyes, so it's about time they get used to donning their own capes. 

I enjoyed being Supermom through the years.  I really did.  I admit, it feels good to know where everything is at all times, keep everyone on schedule, know who goes where when (why and how too), AND bake the cookies to go to each class party.  Playing the martyr does give bragging rights at times.

But those days are over.  I decided that tonight, after digging through the cooby hole at 11pm for the only collared shirt in the house.  It is needed tomorrow, so I am now told, washed and dried, for a speech meet in first period. Not even enough time to swing by Walmart.  Yes, I'm done.

I have worn the cape long enough.  Too long.  Like a bolt of lightning, I'm shocked at the realization that I have done my family no good by being so super.  Have I taken away all their chances of being super on their own?  They rely on me so much, they no longer think for themselves.  They can't DO for themselves.  They can't problem solve for themselves. 

Won't they be surprised when I emerge tomorrow plainly clad and capeless?  They'll have to pour if they want to eat breakfast.  They'll have to pack if they want to eat lunch.  And they'll have to fend if they don't want to go out the door naked.  Oh, my. 

Well, I'm going a little overboard, yes.  Compared to some, I'm sure I do have some pretty level headed and conscientious kids.  They are kids after all.  And my 15 year old DID do an amazing job at snow blowing our driveway this week! 

I shouldn't be so hard on them. I do have good kids...  It's really about me.  I wish I had given more credence to those early lessons on natural consequences, and started them young in learning that life isn't fair.  We do get what we get and don't get upset, after all. 

It's just that I love them, and I want them to be happy and well cared for.  Somewhere through the years though, the love got all mixed up with the self-responsibility, and we ended up here.  Here, with the flowing satin cape. And the S that's fading like the color of my hair. Maybe the S can begin to stand for Supportive mom or Shaping mom. Supervise and Send mom.  Yes, those sound a little more reasonable for the next phase of my parenting. 

So, folding up the cape. 

"Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old, he will not depart from it."

Happy Mother's Day Show

I set up a few things at a Mother's Day Brunch last weekend with my mom!  Sold two things to a very happy woman!  Thanks for the purchases!

I called this one "Easter Morning" because the colors are so perfectly Spring!  One of a kind...

Keeping Little Hands Busy...

Here's some more pictures of custom orders I've made recently...  These 2 coloring book "journals" are on their way to foreign lands, to occupy little hands becoming part of new families...

Handles on outside to carry, crayons in pockets, coloring book inside...   Enjoy, Little Ones!



Another of my favorite things...

A while back I shared a blog about "one of my favorite things."  Well, that was definitely a summer shot, but here's a favorite shot from the winter.  And my favorite thing?  Wet snow that clings to every branch and nook and cranny in the woods...  This happened to be Valentine's Day, and this was the view my husband and I took in as we walked down the road after the bus stop.

Look closely on the mailbox up ahead!

 



And this is what I've been sewing the last 2 days!!  These are being previewed by a friend tonight at Craft Night (yeah!), and then LOOK FOR THEM ON MY ETSY SITE!  Yes, I'm finally getting back to listing!  www.seasonedwithsalt.etsy.com

 



These are some of the special orders that I made at Christmas!!

Hi Friends,  Here are the pictures of available fabrics to make your journal covers!  Let me know by number if you would like any of them made up!  Thanks,  Becky

Hi Grace Breakfast Friend...  These pics are for you. :)  Becky

Dark Red toile with women/kids, $16.00
No longer available!

Java, latte, or mocha?  $16.00
No longer available!

This journal is gone, but I still have some fabric.
I could make a new one!  $16.00

Autism Awareness, 3 color ribbons available, $12.50

Anyone a cat lover?  $16.00

Burgundy irises on black, simple ribbon ties closed, $12.50

Paisleys and partridges with cutesy bow, $16.00
No longer available!

Victorian Garden, $16.00



I will add pictures of some more fabrics I have available tomorrow...