I Spy Quilts

Seven years ago a friend in my quilting circle gave me a pattern piece set used for making I Spy quilts. I have now made close to twenty I Spy quilts since then.

What’s an I Spy quilt? Each piece of fabric has a different print on it (or in theory, but that’s a lot of fabric for a budget to muster). Kids take turns pointing out an object they see, like a cat, and the others try to guess where on the quilt the cat can be found. Babies also enjoy looking at the various colors and objects found on each piece.

Chatterbox and Hugs still use their I spy quilts. Once you start making them for friends and family, it’s hard to stop. This is my number one request and my go-to gift for baby showers.


Chatterbox’s is on the left, Hugs’s is on the right.



See that zigzag binding going on? I suggest to not try it, stick with a straight edge. It was seriously hard for me and I have refused to do it since the first time I tried it.


Robin Costume










In budgeting our cash for the month of October, Halloween costumes for the boys were a given.   That is until we tried to price some out at Walmart. I was expecting to find costumes around $10-$12 each; not a chance it was $25 and up. I dug out Chatterbox’s Batman costume from last Halloween. It was so big on him last year, I wondered if it would fit him still. Lo and behold it does…one costume down.

I was unsure about Hugs…would he even want to wear a costume. We have two that were given to us when Chatterbox was his age but they were all very hot: a giraffe and a dinosaur. Halloween temps in Texas are cool not cold. A coworker mentioned her husband and son would dress up every year in complimenting outfits. That was the final push for inspiration I needed. I have a ton of solid cotton fabric therefore Hugs can be Batman’s trusty sidekick, Robin. The top is complete but I have a bit more left to finish on the pants. I can’t wait to see them side by side!

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Jailed Art

Let’s clear up one thing right now. No, I’m not in jail and selling art. While on honeymoon my husband and I toured the Pensacola Museum of Art. The museum is housed in the city’s old jail. I immediately was intrigued by the thought of jailing art. How could you feasibly jail art when art is found everywhere and in everything? I told my husband if I ever opened a store of my own, I would call it Jailed Art.