As some of you know I have an insatiable obsession with miniature things. Perhaps it is because I wish my hips would make themselves a little more minute. When I combine my love for crafts and tiny things, I have the perfect recipe for avoiding any binge-eating disaster. Here is a picture of the quail egg that I gave to my mom for Easter. It stands about 3/4 inches. Sorry about the blurry image--in my dejunking I have misplaced my camera so I had to use my video camera and extract pictures from the moving image.
Now for my latest snacking-stopper: homemade clothes for my calico critters, AHH--way too cute and fun, I get all giddy just thinking about it. I opened a few of the critters in front of my daughter purposefully and she sat beside me (well actually scavenged through my craft goodies) while I worked on little outfits. I took the little figures and used them as models for creating patterns, and when I would set one down to grab material, she would snatch it like a hawk. "No no, mommy gets to keep these until you poop in the toilet," I said. Pooping has been a real struggle, and the makeup bribery simply didn't do the trick, but when I told her she could HAVE these animals once she pooped, she was suddenly very motivated. "And when I go poo-poo in the big-girl potty, I can have the baby kitty, Huh Mommy?" She said with bright eyes. I said yes. So here is what I have come up with so far: a ballerina princess outfit for the "child" kitty, and a dress for the "adult" bear. Again, sorry for the fuzzy images. I placed the spice container in the frame so you could see the scale. When I perfect my methods, I plan to sell the clothes on eBay. I also have a blue version of the ballerina princess. Who needs to diet when you can spend hours working on tiny little treasures. No thinking of food means no eating of food--perfect tiny distraction.