Jordanne's Place

It's no real surprise that I have a TON of burp cloths seeing as how I have two kids. They seem to accumulate every time you have a new baby, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. Babies spit up, sometimes a lot, so it's great to have a ton of these guys on hand when you need them. Some of the burp cloths I have are super cute because I have one friend who is all about monograms and loves adding names to things. The same friend also gifted both of the bears blankets, and they love their Aunt Winny blankets. I dare not to venture outside of the home for an extended period of the day without bringing them, otherwise chaos ensues. But I digress. I'm not here to talk about blankets, although I'm sure I'll visit that topic one day because I did make a super soft and cute blanket for my squishy niece and it was extremely easy! Back to burp cloths. There's always a black sheep in the family though right? And the black sheep of the burp cloth family would be those su...

I've been extremely fortunate in my life to have a very creative family. My grandparents, including great grandparents, were all very talented with a paintbrush, and family members walls were donned with their meticulously painted creations. My paternal grandmother loved to sew, crochet, and tat. I remember her waiting for my Grandpa to go out back to feed the cows so that she could sit down and work on her latest project. The moment she heard his John Deere coming back in the main yard, she'd quickly put it away and go back to doing her daily tasks. Whenever he would be gone for longer periods of time, like going to get feed when my brother was with us, sometimes Grandma would stay with us and we could all work on something together, or watch a crafting tv show that used to come on (I can't remember the name). She taught me to crochet, and she helped me make a small tabletop quilted piece that is actually sitting on top of a dresser in my mom's home. When she and my au...