Hi all,
I decided to do a new project: Mommy Cards! I did not want to give out the business cards I use for work, and I wanted new teachers, baby sitters and other mom-friends to have my personal information. So, I decided to design my own cards. They have been so well received by friends and family that I decided to start selling them.
I have included a sample in this post of the design I did for myself. I can design cards that have your child's photo, allergy, pediatrician info or whatever information you want on the card.
The pricing is $37 for 250, $43 for 500 or $55 for 1000. The cards are full-color, printed on one-side and you can do either a matte or gloss finish. I can do matching notecards too!
Please contact me at mlharbor@bellsouth.net if you are interested.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
From the Mouth of a Little Boy
My son is a very talkative, energetic young man. He is a lot like me in that he does not really like silence when people are in a room, car or other confined space. I have come to appreciate the few moments of peace and quiet when they come.
The other night, I was pretty tired after working all day and I was cooking dinner while A was in the living room watching a little TV and unwinding from his long day. As I was cooking, and not hearing anything from the living room, I said, "Hey A! What are you doing?" He responded, "Watchin' TV!" Cool. He wasn't in to anything and had not escaped the house.
A few days later one of our air conditioner units had gone out so we had to rearrange our sleeping situation so that we could sleep in a cool room. Let me tell you that A has slept in his own bed since day 1. He does not sleep in our bed at all. When the air went out we moved an inflatable matteress to another room to sleep - my husband opted to stay in our bedroom and be hot. I just couldn't do that.
So A and I pile up on the inflatable matteress since our rooms were the hottest, and we lay down to go to sleep. A few minutes into laying there, after he had thrashed about like a fish on dry land, he said, "Mommy, what you doin'?" I sighed, and said "Sleeping." To which he responded, "Why you sleepin'?"
As you can imagine the conversation continued from there until he finally drifted off to sleep. I couldn't get mad at him for asking me what I was doing since I do it to him all the time, and I couldn't help buy smile as that is one more way I realize that he is my child through and through.
The other night, I was pretty tired after working all day and I was cooking dinner while A was in the living room watching a little TV and unwinding from his long day. As I was cooking, and not hearing anything from the living room, I said, "Hey A! What are you doing?" He responded, "Watchin' TV!" Cool. He wasn't in to anything and had not escaped the house.
A few days later one of our air conditioner units had gone out so we had to rearrange our sleeping situation so that we could sleep in a cool room. Let me tell you that A has slept in his own bed since day 1. He does not sleep in our bed at all. When the air went out we moved an inflatable matteress to another room to sleep - my husband opted to stay in our bedroom and be hot. I just couldn't do that.
So A and I pile up on the inflatable matteress since our rooms were the hottest, and we lay down to go to sleep. A few minutes into laying there, after he had thrashed about like a fish on dry land, he said, "Mommy, what you doin'?" I sighed, and said "Sleeping." To which he responded, "Why you sleepin'?"
As you can imagine the conversation continued from there until he finally drifted off to sleep. I couldn't get mad at him for asking me what I was doing since I do it to him all the time, and I couldn't help buy smile as that is one more way I realize that he is my child through and through.
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