Xave and Koala Lou hold a “Getting to know you” tea party of Eva’s new dolly. Xave plays the perfect host. He pours tea. He divvies out the crackers. I listen to him instruct Eva on the finer ways of playing ‘tea-party’.
“EB. You eat dis cwacker.”
“EB doesn’t want her cwacker.”
Then a moment later…
“EB dis is not you cwacker any more. Dis is Bruver’s cwacker.” (translation: the cracker that was previously Eva’s three seconds ago has now become brother’s cracker)
Better eat quick around here.
I have always loved the Steiner way of life and the Waldorf dolls appeal to my inner desire to live a more simple and natural lifestyle. Alas, if there is one thing I am capable at being consistent of, it’s being inconsistent.
Eva’s first birthday is fast approaching and I really wanted to have a special gift to give her. Something that she can cherish and take with her forever. So I got this wild idea in my head that since there was no way we could ever afford to buy her a Waldorf dolly, I would make her one.
Says the woman who is this close from finishing Xavier’s baby quilt that I started…um…nearly three years ago…
So I began pinning and reading tutorials like a mad woman, staying up way too late and doing my head in. I didn’t even own a sewing machine — how the heck did I think I was going to make her a dolly in time for her birthday let alone buy the actual materials? Then I stumbled upon Alison — a local girl — who had just started making Waldorf dolls herself so I sent her a message asking her to let me pick her brain about making these darling dollies.
It very quickly became apparent to me that making this doll myself just wasn’t going to happen.
I had a baby shower, a wedding and next to no materials to make this doll (although in the meantime — Jason bought me a sewing machine! My very first ever sewing machine!). So I told her how much I admired them and one day…one day…
Imagine my surprise when Alison sent me a message a few weeks later, asking if she could make Eva a doll…as a gift! To say I was over the moon excited at her generosity is an absolute understatement. So this sweet dolly came to join our family just two days ago. She doesn’t have a name yet. I like Lyra or Violet but Xave has a hard time with his L’s so it ends up sounding like “Wiwa” or “Wiowet”. Xave doesn’t have much of a concept of names yet so his suggestion is “Dowy” (again with the letter L) and Eva is currently silent on the issue — presumably while she mulls it over and comes up with her own name in, oh, three years time.
PS…I know I haven’t joined the 52 link up every week and I know I haven’t posted every day BUT…I haven’t missed a day in my 365 for each child! As my sister Jemima says, if I don’t toot my own horn, who will?