House of Krause

Haven’t been blogging much. I’m to busy ripping my house up from one end to the other. Change seems to be my solution for the moment. I am having a hard time. My mom has been gone now for two months (feels like forever). I miss her desperately. I doubt I’ve even scratched the surface on my emotions. Some how I still think she’s just gone on a trip and any day she’s going to come walking right back in the door… big curly blonde hair, huge smile, some funky colorful outfit, and say, come on lovey let’s run up to the store! See here I go again. Let’s just get back to the “ripping my house apart.” Any how, I have decided that it is time for some organization. Going through all of my mother’s things has been exhausting. My dad could not find anything, she kept EVERYTHING! Bless her heart, she could not throw a single card away. I found a bag that had 50 paper slips from fortune cookies in it. Pack rat, YES! I have to admit, I am my mother’s daughter. I refuse to ever leave my husband or kids in such a state. It’s amazing the things one might find when they begin to organize and throw out.

I was fortunate enough to nurse all of my children. Some for a short time, some for a loooong time. When Luke was born the new big thing was Hooter Hiders. Lovely little covers that you strapped around your neck and provided privacy while you were nursing your child.  My Hooter Hider was my favorite accessory. I bought a really cool brown one, retro print, it looked like a blanket. So much so that my brother-in-law thought it was a blanket. One time I was feeding Luke and he came right on over to see the new baby. He quickly came right in to my personal space.  My brother-in-law lifted up the corner of the hooter hider and was gazing at my boobs the baby before I could even react. He’s going, awe, he’s so cute. so tiny. He was totally oblivious. I just thought, well if he’s not afraid to check out a nursing baby then o.k, braver man than most. Right then my sister walks up behind him and screams, Jeff, she’s nursing him!!!! Oh my gosh, you’ve never seen a man throw the cover and jump back ten feet so fast in your life. It was so funny. He was so embarrassed. Guess I should have said something.  We still laugh about that one. Back to the point of this whole thing. When Luke was about one I decided I liked my nursing covers so much that I would go into business and come up with my own line. Not having a clue what I was doing, I did my best. Found a super hip fabric company. Had a great seamstress in L.A come up with a design and had them sewn. Made my logo, did it all up. Well soon after that everything started happening with Luke, so my little nursing cover business was pushed to the side, as were so many things in our life. Bottom line… The House of Krause has hundreds of really cool nursing covers! In the mist of my organizing, I came across some sweet covers that I made the mistake of having sewn, not realizing there was a tiny flaw in the fabric. An expensive lesson  learned- always check your material before you have them cut and sewn!

I would love to ship you out a FREE nursing cover (while supplies last). These particular ones are girly. Chocolate brown with pink swirls. They are funky too (didn’t I say I was my mother’s daughter). They are trimmed with pink pom pom. These covers are for mom’s, not to be used as baby blankets, or toys, the pom pom trim would not be a good idea for little one to chew on!

If you would like me to ship you one please send me your address or P.O Box to roselinks@yahoo.com. (within U.S please). I will ship them out later on in the week. If you or some one you know is a nursing mom you have to have one.

Time to clean house people!

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Meet two new members in the house of Krause. Two sweet budgies. So funny their personalities are very different. Frances, she’s the blue one, sweet, quiet, content.

Robert (aka Bob) is the green guy. A wild child, brave, crazy, and curious! How do I know they are boy and girl? Male parakeets have blue or purplish rims at the top of their beaks. Funny, females have pink or tan at the top of theirs. If you notice we got a boy and a girl in hopes of baby birds. We’ll see if we got it right. They seem to really like each other so far.

Lily celebrated her 8th birthday. We surprised her with two birds. She was so excited. She kept hugging me saying, thank you, I can’t believe you did this! She is still warming up to them. I think she’s afraid they are going to nip her and everyone squeals when they fly around the room. There’s no telling where they’ll land. Maybe on your head.

They’re super fun pets for the kids. Some one else is the house is completely taken by them…

No fear, not afraid at all to put them on his shoulder or his head. Gives them kisses all the time. They tickle his cheek.

I am a firm believer in the positive effect animals have with children. I’m also taken by them. Two simple little birds, but they are something beautiful and something different. I love to hear them tweet in the morning. Reminds me that life is still sweet!

Every living thing on this planet comes from God with a purpose. I think it’s amazing, Luke is trying all day to talk to the birds. I never thought of it before. I may have considered birds sooner. Children feel no pressure from animals. There is no expectations. The birds can’t talk, Luke thinks he can teach them. How wonderful, suddenly he has the power to help. He sits by the cage and mimics the sounds they make. This is great therapy!

Lily is enjoying being 8 and the new life that consumes her room.

Happy Birthday Lily!

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I know I’ve mentioned it before, but did you know there are dogs that are specifically trained for children with Apraxia. Service dogs are trained for all kinds of special needs. It warms my heart to see what amazing things animals can do for people.

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