Minnie Mouse Barbie Binder House

I am a huge fan of, not so much Barbie, but her house. I always wanted a Barbie house as a kid and never got one. There were four girls, and it would have been a well-used item. So being that I have only one daughter, she has a Barbie house extraordinaire made from an old armoire. I did some research via Pinterest to find inspiration as to how to send a doll house through the mail for a gift and I found this link for Binder Houses: http://southerndisposition.blogspot.com/2011/12/diy-three-ring-binder-barbie-dollhouse.html

I made multiple houses and loved them so much that I am keeping them to enter into the fair. I am posting pictures of the Minnie Mouse version that I made for my daughter's sister from another mister, her best friend from across the street.

I used the white binders with plastic pockets on the front and back so I could have four walls. I made a bedroom, a bathroom and a Gallery wall that can be any room at all.

To find the images on the internet, just go to the "images" tab and look up "white toilet" or "pink fridge," etc. Find images that face forward. If they are turned to the left or right, they look strange. It is sometimes hard to find images facing forward because they look better at an angle to photographers.

I made a bed with reversible blanket, so it can be changed and give two looks. I like to make the pillows two-sided sometimes too. I made a Minnie Mouse rug, but the edges all curled up and it looks silly. Oh well, I tried.

In the original Southern Dispositon blog, she made plain white curtains for her daughter's four binders. I studied Fashion Design in college, seriously considered doing Interior Design and I am a Custom Picture Framer, so I like to really jazz things up.

The curtain is the very best part, in my opinion! It really sets the theme for the whole project.

This is the other side of the blanket. I used upholstery foam cut to 9" by 12" with a thin piece of wood on the bottom and stapled cloth over it. I covered the bottom with felt to hide my staples. When I made the blanket, I cut a square out of the corners the same depth of the bed (about 2") and made tailored corners. I sewed the pillows and my 9 year old daughter stuffed them. We now have decided that 7" by 12" is probably a better size because it still fits two Barbies but doesn't take up so much room.

This is the front and back of the binder. These binders are currently $1.79 at Target. I love being able to do the four walls! The recipient's name could go down the spine to really personalize it.

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So here is my confession, I can't use Modge Podge. That stuff hates me! I tried using it for these binders and everything got wrinkly and ghetto looking.

For this binder, I took 12" x 12" plastic scrap booking sleeves and taped them around the card stock to protect the paper and then I attached to whole page to the binder with double stick scrap booking tape (Recollections brand $2.99 at Michael's). The pages could also be laminated which would cost about $3.00 a page at an office supply store.

I have made other binders in all different themes and will post them as time allows. I wand to figure out how to use this idea for boys since I have five of them. I will have to ponder that.

Last Halloween

I has been almost a year since my son Ben moved into a care home. We were so blessed to find a facility at all. There are about 8-10 kids for each opening. I happened to call a few days before his house was going to choose another boy. I quickly faxed all of the paperwork that they needed and then we waited.


These homes are so expensive that the government isn't really opening anymore. Richard, who is the social worker for the care home company said that is is about $9,000 per child for care and housing. So Ben's house with the six occupants costs about $54,000 per month to run. That is psycho!


Ignoring the bureaucracy, if it wasn't our son, it would be someone else's child, and we were at our wit's end. I was sure that my husband would have a heart attack from all of the stress. He was working full-time, in school full-time and had five kids at home. Me? I have a lot of gray hair.

Well, obviously, he was accepted into the care home. He went in on Halloween morning last year. We still are not sure what to do with ourselves. We are working hard to get organized. He is doing really well. He walks a lot to keep out of trouble. He has lost 30 lbs. and looks great. We were afraid that he would get type 2 diabetes the way he was growing. Having small children in the house and often only one exhausted parent on duty, we couldn't meet his needs.

When he comes home for visits, it is pretty shocking. He is a lot of work. We have forgotten. We feel that he is innocent before God because of his Autism. He is so childlike in his understanding, but he sure knows how to make a little hell for everyone else when he is bored or feeling OCD.

He is twelve years old now and has turned into a handsome young man. I can't wait for the day that Christ makes him whole again. I cry every time that I think about it.It is a long journey and I am so glad to have the help that our family needed and I am so glad that Ben is happy.

Baby Dream

I am very pregnant with my sixth child and fifth boy. My first son CeDricK was a surprise. This little fellow was a shocker, but we are very excited for him to come.

My husband likes to do a baby check each night. He rubs my bulging belly, gets the baby all riled up and then turns on his side and goes to sleep. Since I am about 34 weeks into this endeavor, the baby is pretty good sized. You can feel little limbs and hard places that must be a torso or other bony area.

The other night, once the baby was "activated," my husband says "Wow, that must be a leg. I don't remember the other kids kicking in rhythm like this."

Later, as I was sleeping and dreaming one of my weird pregnancy induced dreams, I felt that leg again inside my belly a couple of times. THEN, the leg was on the outside of my belly! I gave birth to the baby through my belly button! The baby was all clean, which was nice. He was very blonde and beautiful. I don't really make blondes, but it was a dream. We didn't have any diapers for the baby because he was so early, but I found one in a sample pack, unwrapped it from it's packaging and put it on the baby. He was so tiny that the diaper swamped him, so he proceeded to swamp our bed by peeing out of the leg hole of the diaper. Then I gave him a bottle (odd, since I have nursed all of my kids) and was so distracted, that I didn't burp him and he threw up all over the place. I woke up after that.

I am guessing that I am not feeling prepared for a baby yet and that all of my insecurities were surfacing. When I told my husband about the dream, he thought it was pretty strange to dream about giving birth through my belly button. He reacted like most good fathers would and brought home a package of size 1 diapers.

Photo credit:http://www.pregnancystagesweekbyweek.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/baby-in-belly.jpg

Speech Therapy Again

We have come full circle. I attempted speech therapy with Ben (notice the word "attempted"). Putting an active and aggressive kid in a room for 45 minutes is pure torture, for everyone. I will spare some of the detail, because it isn't pretty, but really people, is there another way? I have this theory that Autistic kids specifically would be a lot more receptive to speech therapy in their own environment instead of in a torture chamber.

But I digress. My youngest son Shawn is delayed in his speech and comprehension. Our pediatrician is an amazing lady and she wants him in speech therapy and to get a psych eval to determine that he doesn't have a disability of some kind. Having lived in the trenches for almost twelve years, I can tell you this...what we are dealing with this time is dramatically different. I think that he is just developing at his own speed and not that of the "normal" kid. He says at least three new words a day and today was saying "I am AWESOME." Yes, you are!

Could he have Oddism (that is my word for Asperger's, because they are not at all similar)? If he has high-functioning Autism, I will eat my hat! We are talking: eye contact, social skills, initiating play, verbalizing, following simple commands, etc. I know the signs. I watch for them with all of my children now.

I am a hard-core, combat trained Mom of all trades. As we face a familiar situation, I say "Bring it on." I have handled worse.


Update: The first speech therapist had us come two times and then determined that Shawn didn't need her. We went to another office that our pediatrician referred us to and we love it! He is doing so well. He is communicating his needs. He has mastered. "Yes" and "No." If he doesn't like what he is being told, he will tell you "Be Quiet." He is even yelling at his older brother. Ah! Be careful what you wish for.

This little brown eyed boy is an angel and I am loving this experience with him and watching him grow by leaps and bounds!

"Be Nice" Head Banger

I think that God grants us the blessing of forgetfulness. Otherwise, we battle weary mothers would go A.W.O.L. during the toddler years. Yeah, they are very cute, but they are a full-body work out. If my child is head butting me when I get him out of the settings menu of my computer or taking away the box of fruit snacks, he is taking off his diaper and peeing on carpets, counter tops and floor rugs. When I get up the courage to take him out in public, I almost always regret it. So much opinion should not be allowed in a 38 lb. thrashing body of attitude. Thrashing, kicking and using your large cranium as weapons should require a permit, a very hard to qualify for permit.

Don't these young children understand how much their mommies do for them on a daily basis. Do we get any appreciation? No, I tell you. NO! I don't even need verbal reassurance that I am a good Mom, I would be happy with a mandatory break each day as my child actually naps, so that I can collect my faculties. I'm not even sure that I have faculties.

I know that on some level that what I say ad nosium each day must be sinking in a little. Now as my son is hitting me with his hard head he says "Be nice, be nice." I assume that he is referring to his desired behavior and not that he made a "nice" shot, but who knows.

I wish that I could talk to "the powers that be" to have some tighter legislation placed on the behavior of children under the age of five, but who am I kidding? Who is going to take me seriously with peanut butter on my shirt, a frizzy ponytail and blood shot eyes?