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201.jpgGuys! It’s time to get all Halloweeny on your butts for a minute. Did you know that the great, spooky holiday is only 26 days away?! I only know that because I just looked it up, but still! Have you bought your candy yet? Do you know what your costume will look like? Have you started any of your DIYs? If your answers are no, no, and no, then I can help you rectify one of those problems right now with my latest craft for HaveHeart Magazine. Are you ready?

This is what you’ll need to do in order to start a little thing that I like to call the “Classic Pumpkin Project,” or “Readable Pumpkin DIY,” if you will.

1. Get an old book, preferably a scary one.

2. Track down some scissors, a glue gun, wire, and pencil.

3. Click this link here.

202.jpgEasy peasy scary squeezy! Ok, that was lame. Hey, it’s Friday night and I’m feeling a little happy. Actually, it’s probably Sunday as you’re reading this, but you get what I’m getting at. Enjoy!

<3

Emory

P.S. Happy birthday, Lily cutie!!

2 Comments

  1. This is so cute!!! I love this idea :) might have to try it out myself

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  • Hello, friends. My name is Emory. I live on the Canadian prairies with my husband, daughter, and animals. Welcome!
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  • Thank goodness for breastfeeding. My darling caught her first flu yesterday. I tried giving her bland foods and drinks all day- she wouldn't touch them. Then I tried her favourites- still nothing. Instead, all she wanted to do was nurse round the clock. That is how we spent the majority of the day- nursing, bathing, cuddling, barfing, repeating.
My goal was to breastfeed Remy until she was 18 months old. After that I had no plans. As she is nearing month 19 earthside, I've discovered that she has no intention of stopping. 
On the rare occasions when she's sick, I'm reminded of why we have kept it up for this long, and why we keep on going. I'm almost certain that she would've become dehydrated yesterday if it wasn't for me nursing her. So although fed is best, the breast is truly a gift. My little lovebug doesn't always want me for naps lately, but when she does, it makes me feel warm, loved, and needed. Also, look at her hand tucked inside of my shirt. I'm melting.
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