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Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Mother's Day




For our moms for Mother's Day we took some pictures of Sophia at Cody's Aunt and Uncle's home in Holladay. It's a rare occassion to get her smiling on cue so these actually turned out quite perfect. We had tried to create one of those hand/foot prints that you press into a mold like a circular plate, but that whole situation was rather entertaining. We had the bright idea of mixing up 2 batches of the mold at the same time so that we could just quickly press her hand and foot into each of them. Little did we know that each minute that passed as the mold was setting was like a ticking bomb to utter and complete mold solidification. In the 3-4 minutes that we had the mold ready for Sophia to put her impressions into we could hardly make a mark into them; they were nearly hard as stone already. Not to mention that Sophia had decided at that moment that she was going to have a meltdown any time we so as much touched her hand, let alone try to flatten it out to make her mark. So then we had the brilliant idea that we would just add water and make the mold more malleable again. The harder Cody was mixing and stirring the compound mixed with water the more solidified it became, but being the man that he is he just kept on stirring, putting all his might and strenght into each turn of the spatula. Finally when the mold had basically solidified itself into my baking mixing bowl I said, "Uh, I think you can stop now, it's probably ruined." Whelp, there you have it; 12 precious $$'s waisted on a memorobilia of Sophia's hand and foot impression. We resorted to using an ink pad for her hand and foot print.
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2 comments:

Unknown said...

Sophia looks so cute in these pictures! I'm sorry the molds didn't work out. The story is pretty funny though. I can't believe how fast she is growing up!

Unknown said...

Oh, Nat, the pictures are so sweet! My, she's growing up. She's going to be a little fish girl just like her Mama. By the way, I share some of your obsessions... the cabinet doors and drawers open, etc. I could relate. Doesn't everyone feel this way?
Love,
Layla (Lynda)