Tutorial: Easy Floral Letter Decor

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A few weeks ago, I was at my local Dollar Tree and I found some surprisingly nice looking fake flowers. I grabbed up a few bunches for crafty purposes, naturally! This weekend, Maddie and I got to work on a cute idea I’ve seen floating around for a while now — floral monograms!

It’s a very simple project that only took about half an hour. It was great to spend some time with my girl and give her a chance to have some creative say in how her “M” looked.

Here’s what you need:

  • A variety of fake flowers — I purchased mine at The Dollar Tree. (Wasn’t in the mood to make felt flowers, to be perfectly honest, but that is another adorable option!)
  • 3D Paper Mache Letter
  • Exacto Knife
  • Hot Glue
  • Felt (optional, but helpful)

Here’s what you do:

Floral Letter DIY by Mrs Priss Flower Cut Letter

Use your exacto knife to carefully cut out the front of your letter, leaving it hollow.

Floral Letter DIY by Mrs Priss Hollow Letter

Trace and cut out felt to fit in your letter, then glue it inside. It’s okay if it is too big or too small — no one will see it. The felt should help with keeping the flowers in place. Another layer or two would help add a little height if you are using smaller flowers.

Floral Letter DIY by Mrs Priss Flower Collection

Choose your flower arrangement and start gluing!

Floral Letter DIY by Mrs Priss

Voila! They turned out pretty cute, I have to say.

Floral Letter DIY by Mrs Priss Little Girl Room Decor

Maddie loves her creation and it fits right in with her uber girly decor. ;)

Floral Letter DIY by Mrs Priss Sunflowers Daisies for Nursery

And we had to make one for Roo Boo too. She couldn’t care less, but I love it. :)

Have fun!

My snot covered life

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y u do dis?

This is a bit TMI, but when your kid has a cold, do you find snot on like every surface of your life?  It’s more than the usual wipe-on-the-sleeves thing. That, I could handle. I’m talking, walls, table tops, couch cushions, car doors. I have one kid in particular… a true artist, really, who has been known to express their creativity in unconventional ways. The current canvas of choice seems to be my cute decorative throw pillows on the couch. Is this real life? I feel like I have an extreme case on my hands, but I’d really like to know — is this happening to you too?

I cry.

It’s like my life right now is that game at the end of Double Dare with the giant boogery nose. Look, the guy needs goggles and helmet to deal. This is accurate. I have to gear up and take this thing head on or else my house is overrun with slime.

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On that note, anyone want to come over and hang out?

(Oh and Life Tip: Don’t Google image search “snot nose” unless you’re trying to make yourself barf.)

DIY Emoji Cookies

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Just thought I’d share with you all a super simple recipe for making these adorable emoji cookies! Aren’t they perfect?? I mean, I really did an amazing job. I am like a super talented baker and can do all things perfectly the first time I try! All you other bakers out there — listen up! It’s time to walk away from your pastry dreams. Just give up. I’m about to take the world by storm with my culinary handiwork and there’s just no room in this business for sub-par. I would just make you look bad and then you’d be all embarrassed and then I’d feel bad for embarrassing you and it would just be awkward all around. But I do wish you all the best. Don’t forget to check out my new show on the Food Network for all my groundbreaking tips and tricks!

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So the other night, I watched a tutorial on the good old YouTube with Maddie and Jack. The girl in the video whipped up a batch of these cookies with a smile on her face and not even a single drop of sweat. She made it look so simple, so effortless, that I felt something begin to rise within me. It was inspiration — nay, courage. As the video came to a close, I stood up in the middle of my living room, held my head up high and boldly declared, “KIDS… WE SHALL BAKE!”

My two excited children began jumping and squealing with glee. “Mom’s going to make cookies again! Mom’s going to make cookies again!” It had been a while, you see. My last attempt didn’t go so well and everyone in my house remembers the ordeal, but no one will dare speak of it. Normally, when I see one of those viral baking videos that look too good to be true, I use the wisdom gained from years of failed baking attempts to solemnly close my eyes, shake my head and walk away. But this time… this time felt different.

Here is an example of my previous work:

Rainbow cookie who did it better

(Cast your votes below.)

So today, the kids and I took a trek to find supplies for our emoji cookies! It was sure to be a memorable experience that we would cherish for years to come. This, I hoped, would be turning point, the time they’d look back on in their old age and reminisce together, remembering how they gathered around a mixing bowl while I, their beloved mother, watched on with patience and encouragement, playfully dotting flour on their noses and letting them lick the spoon.

Today was not that day.

I let the kids help with the mixing and it was going well enough until Jack somehow got snot on the handle of the spatula. I told him to go play video games. Yes it is true, I am the actual best. Maddie and I finished up the baking and started frosting the cookies, when Justin came and hovered over my shoulder crunching Easter candy loudly in my ear.  I was in the middle of trying out a technique I had just read about called “How to ice cookies without a piping bag” when he says, “Aren’t you supposed to –crunch crunch- pipe those?” He is the son of a real baker, so he knows a thing or two about annoying a woman who is trying to bake.

I forged on.

A few hundred eye twitches later, I had completed the masterpiece. I say “I” because Jack was still off dripping snot all over the computer and Maddie was standing by, wincing and politely critiquing my decorating technique — I honestly don’t think she’d want me to include her in the credits of this particular work. She is not to blame, after all.

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The empty spot was once held by a face who was too ugly for the internet to see, so I killed him with my mouth. My favorite is the one up in the top corner that I literally slapped the black frosting eyes on and then threw the bag because I was SO DONE. Didn’t even finish his teeth because there was no use trying to rescue him. I do think the embarrassed guy on the right with the growth coming out of his head perfectly depicts my emotions at this time.

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Do you feel as uncomfortable as I do having those dripping bloody eyes staring at you? I do love Señor Football Mouth though. You can tell he has a zest for life.

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You can view the video that started it all here: How to Make Emoji Cookies by Nerdy Nummies

I know, this isn’t quite a tutorial like you may have expected a few minutes ago, but I personally learned a lot from this experience. I now know how much money I am willing to pay to have someone else make cookies so I don’t have to.

I bless you and your cookie making efforts! May they be far less sweaty and rage-filled than my own.

Current Mood: Mom

You ever have a day where your kid is being such a giant turd that you wish you could fly like an eagle, to the sea?

In this moment, I’m referring to Ruthie. I love that baby pieces and bunches, I do. But g’lawd, the child’s screams could shatter glass. She’s down for a nap right now and Jack and I are using this valuable time to just soak up the quiet, bathing in the blissful silence as our batteries recharge. And when Baby Shrieks-a-Lot awakens from her slumber, refueled and armed for battle, we will forge ahead in unity.

For real though, Jack is a champion. He is patient with his baby sis and such a perfect buffer and a calming presence for us girls. There’s just something so steady and not dramatic about him that I appreciate more and more every day. Not that I don’t appreciate my girls. They’re special and wonderful in their own way. It seems like they’re a lot like me and Jack is a lot like Justin. We really love and need those steady men in our lives to calm the cray cray.

So Ruth definitely has a uniquely fun and… challenging personality. She’s joyful and silly and actually has a pretty intelligent sense of humor, but she can also be a stinker. That special blend of smarty-pants and booger definitely spices up our lives.

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(Am I the only one who thought?)

One of the particularly boogerish things Ruth does is when we’re watching a show, she’ll turn the television off. I know this is pretty basic as far as toddler behavior goes, learning boundaries and such, but not only does she push the button after we have told her a hundred times “that’s a no”, she does it with this little sassy smirk as she watches us react. It’s downright rude, I tell you.

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“Are you seeing this, mom? I’m disobeying with flair again! Yes, I hear you. Away with your idle threats, woman! Oh crap, she’s coming…”

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Kindly stop, dear little person of mine, and allow me to watch more than 2 minutes of this show at a time. You make me rewind that stupid Mickey Mouse Clubhouse intro 300 times a day. It’s the least you can do for the sweet one who birthed you.

She also snatches my phone and runs, occasionally changing my Facebook profile pic along the way. She smacks the keyboard when I’m typing. Her favorite place to hide remotes, phones, her siblings’ toys is the fireplace — I don’t even know what to do with that. It’s a lot.

But I do love her so much. Bless her sassy little heart. I feel like I have to say something nice because this is coming across neg, but can I just be real? The reality is that kids are wonderful and precious and a blessing to be sure, but it’s not always snuggles. I sometimes find myself blankly staring at one of my children who is making noise (whining, screaming, tattling, etc.) and I like am so worn down emotionally that I can’t even hear the sounds anymore. Like, I see their mouths moving, but nothing is registering in my mind.

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I’m learning not to be hard on myself when I think these things like, “Why are you so annoying right now?” or “4 more hours until Justin gets home. Wait, it’s 5 hours! NOOOOO GOD WHYYYY?!”

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This post is kind of all over the place, but that’s just life with little kids. I suppose there’s beauty in it all — you can go from zero to 100 on the crazy scale and then back again in a few moments. You can be completely frustrated at dinner time because no one’s eating what you just cooked, then have a tender moment with your child that melts it all away. You can be on the brink of exhaustion during the marathon bedtime routine and then in the very last, quiet moments of the day when you’re staring creepily at your sleeping kids, you fully remember and appreciate just how precious those little stinkers are.

The calm, the sass, the meltdowns — it’s all part of the package. Even if it’s not always reflected by our moods or reactions, or we’re powering through our day and we haven’t been able to be still long enough to feel those lovey dovey things, we know that the unconditional love for them is still firmly locked in and secure on the inside.

Current Mood Mom

So if you happen to see me out at Target with this crazed look in my eyes, frantically throwing things in the cart while shoving snacks in my baby’s mouth to keep her from screeching at inhuman levels, know that I’m probably just feeling very “mom” right now. I’ll be fine in a few minutes.

Cleaning house got me like

I’ve been noticing a lot of people are dancing while cleaning. Who is responsible for this garbage? WHO?!

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This concept is just plain unrealistic and quite honestly confusing to me. Never have I felt emotionally capable of dancing while cleaning.

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And like, did he actually sweep anything up or is he just playing with my emotions?

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Don’t even get me started with this hip thrusting nonsense. It is scientifically impossible to feel sexy while vacuuming. Never the twain shall meet.

Let’s be real.

This is more accurately representative of floor day (aka rage mopping):

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Or wiping up anything in the bathroom (tears have extra scum-removing power):

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All the Windex feels:

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Have you ever asked your kids to help you clean, thinking it would be “a fun way to get them involved while teaching responsibility?” HAHAHAHAHA

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And you’re barely keeping it together as they reap further destruction, but pushing through anyway.

“Great job, sweetie! Mommy’s big helper!”

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IT’S. JUST. SO. SLOW.

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Then reaching the breaking point like, “Okay that’s good just go play bye.”

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So then you turn to your honey for help:

“Hunz, can you do the dishes for me please?”

“Sure babe! Notta problem!”

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You find yourself distracted, picking apart his cleaning methods from the other side of the room like:

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Trying your hardest to just be grateful for the help and not micro-manage:

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And then they’re like, “Done! That was easy!”

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So you suck it up and quietly take care of the collateral damage when they walk out of the room like the clean queen. This is just who you are and you’re somewhat at peace with it.

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Until someone utters the fatal words, “When’s dinner, mom?”

It’s all over.

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