Everyday Enchantment Dresses

Right now, Loo is a tad bit obsessed with a certain underwater Princess. Currently she is wearing this dress with a long sleeved white shirt and LOVING it. It is more of a high low styled skirt and ties at the neck in a halter. It is a very full skirt and perfect for twirling. To place a custom order email Lil.Liza.Lou@gmail.com.

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Flight Gone Wrong

photo (18)Last week, I returned from my trip to the Midwest via Southwest Airlines with both Loo and Little Man by myself. The trip was a great trip, and I got to do so many once in a lifetime things, including meet Little Miss Hadley Mae McCormick. The trip was not without complications, as anyone flying with a almost 5 year old and a 3 year old can attest to. I usually don’t share Mommy moments… I share this story, for two reasons, one, to show where our country is, and two, because I think it was absolutely hilarious (Keep reading, I am sure you will agree).

When flying with two small children, bringing a stroller, and all the bags necessary to not only clothe but entertain, going through Airport Security is a stressful, scary, and demanding task. While leaving Kansas City International Airport, parents are urged to allow their children to run free, by mandating that any stroller, be placed on a huge conveyor belt along with any shoes that said parent might be wearing, while simultaneously allowing any child to keep theirs on. Also included to go on the conveyor belt are any snacks and or drinks the children might have. Doing so, immediately both children start to cry. Then, going through the metal detector, having your daughter’s adorable knee high boots, just happen to make the metal detector off, while the other little person decides it is a good time to take off through the corridor while Mommy and Sissy, not only have to be scanned again… all the while barefoot.

You FINALLY get your foam flip flops back (because we all know how easy it is to make foam into an instrument of attack) just to grab one running down the corridor, to try and calm the other that is still crying because her shoes had to get an x-ray, and reassure her, that the machines are there to keep everyone safe, and her shoes just needed to make sure they were “good quality”. (Don’t judge). Then after determining that medicine was really medicine and chocolate milk, was in fact chocolate milk, inspecting your laptop, to make sure it wasn’t a weapon of mass destruction, and dumping the entire contents of your purse you so skillfully put together, so that everything needed was close at hand, you are returned your belongings. So, you make it to the gate, with literally minutes to spare, when you were there an HOUR AND A HALF before the flight. Then you realize that you have been with security for over an hour. Massive fail. You fly with relative ease until getting to Orlando, where you have to switch flights, and dash through another airport, then you have to RECHECK the stroller… sigh.

Your flight has a layover, and you are now flying from Orlando to Charlotte. When you get on the plane, your little boy, not even five years old, after getting settled into his seat starts to talk about Madagascar the movie. Of course as soon as you get into the air, he starts talking about plane crashes, which then errupts your daughter into singing LOUDLY the “Firework” song. She starts singing about “Boom, Boom, Boom” and you fear that immediately you will be flagged as a flight risk, and the plane immediately diverted. The flight goes by without a hitch.

Your son, of course needs to use the bathroom, where you have to leave one and go with the other, and are told not to congregate in the aisle while your soon goes potty for 10 minutes. (Oh the joy). You get back in your seat just to hear the fasten seat belt sound, and you think, “Perfect, just in time”. As you settle in your seat you hear the dreaded words from the cutest girl in the world… as she says them, you realize this isn’t going to be good. “Mommy, I have to go potty!” You signal the flight attendant who tells you, that, in fact you are not allowed to get out of your seat, and if you get out of your seat again, or your little girl, you will be fined, and the plane will be diverted, due to emergency. Loo starts crying because she needs to potty, and you are the one not letting her up. As Mom, you tell her, quietly, “Hold it, hold it, don’t pee, don’t pee”, and tell her that you will give her lots of treats if she holds it. You both say a little prayer, and hope that it is a quick decent. Not. So. Much.

After 45 minutes, you are still waiting, still telling her that she needs to hold it… You again ask the flight attendant what you are supposed to do… she says you are not allowed to get out of the seat due to FAA regulations. You finally get on the ground, scoop up your little girl out of her seat, thinking, FINALLY, finally, she can go. Not so much. The flight attendant notifies you that you are not allowed to be unbuckled, or out of your seat, and if you do, the plane will lose the place in line, and it will be an hour or more until you can get off the plane, and you will have to meet with Airport Security upon arrival… You are told all passengers have to wait until the plane makes it to the gate before unbuckling, or there will be fees and fines from the FAA… more waiting… By this time, your three year old Princess, is ALL OUT CRYING, because she does not want to have an accident. The passengers, after seeing this happen three times now, start chanting, “Hold it, Hold it, Hold it, Hold it!” Finally arriving at the gate, a big burly man stands up as the plane stops, and shouts, “Nobody Move! (It was exactly the tone you would hear in a stickup) This Little Girl Needs To Go Potty!” Everyone stays in their seats and your little princess goes sauntering down the aisle. She arrives at the bathroom, and on completion of her bathroom time, everyone claps and congratulates her.

I would like to know the harm that a precious little 3 year old girl can do in an airplane bathroom? While I believe that the FAA regulations exist to keep us all safe, I also believe, firmly, that if a very small child needs to go potty, you let them go potty. Does this look like someone who would do anything other than go potty in a bathroom?

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The Pretty Parisian

The Pretty Parisian

Every little girl should get to go to Paris. If you can’t take her, might as well dress her in Parisian flare from head to toe. This is a absolutely breathtaking and is made with designer cotton, and vintage lace. These are at a custom order basis, by emailing Lil.Liza.Lou@gmail.com.

Hadley Mae

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Hadley Mae….

It all started over a month ago, when A* emailed me “I will be delivering a baby girl in about 5 weeks. She will not be coming home with us. She will go home to the Lord shortly after delivery”. If you know anything about the PINK Program, (it was started when a college friend lost her baby unexpectedly, and, in Fernanda’s honor, the PINK Program was started) it isn’t completely unheard of for a kimono to go to a baby that isn’t expected to make it. I have personally taken over 64 kimonos to the hospital for preemies, and babies, but, for some reason, God laid this woman and her daughter on my heart. It has never happened before, and I have sent out hundreds of copies of the kimono pattern. I couldn’t stop thinking about this little girl, and quickly wrote her Mom back, and offered to help, if she would let me, that I would be honored to make her daughter’s (thought of one and only) garment.

I scoured the internet for patterns to make for her. In case you are wondering, there aren’t a lot of patterns for preemie bereavement clothing, and nothing that didn’t look hospital like and generic. I knew I wanted to have her monogram on the front, (I am kinda weird about having things that are just for one child, that’s why I embroider the kimonos, etc) so something big enough to do that, and then, I wanted something that was completely open in the back, but that didn’t look like a pocket or a bed sheet. So I decided to make my own pattern. Within the first two days I had made the actual burial gown, and then the keepsake gown I wanted to make super girly with ruffles, and the monogram on the front fully lined bodice, and, just be able to make it beautiful.

Hadley was the first person in my whole entire life that I prayed for that I didn’t have a personal connection with, that wasn’t a friend of a friend, that wasn’t a relative, not someone I knew, a complete stranger, but that I earnestly prayed for. Every day, at least 10 times a day, I would pray for her, sometimes more. I made it a point that if I saw someone pregnant, a baby, or a child, I would make it a point to pray for Little Miss Hadley. I really hadn’t realized to that point how many babies, children, and pregnant women you see on a daily basis. It turned into a lot of prayers for a little girl I didn’t know. Within a week I sent her package off to her parents, containing anything I thought they might need or want, as quickly as I could send it, because I couldn’t bear the thought of her not having something to bury her in, if the need arose.

As the days inched closer and closer to her due date, and the time ticked closer, I just prayed Hadley would cry, because even that was a long shot, and not expected to happen. Sunday, August 11, 2013 a crying Hadley Mae was brought into the world… which was a HUGE miracle. Minutes gave way to hours, and hours gave way to days, and days, they have given way to a week already… 10 DAYS… In total well over 15,000 minutes… 15,000 minutes that doctors said would never happen…. While no one knows how long she will be on the Earth, my faith has forever been altered through what God has done in Hadley’s precious little life. I am honored that God brought us together. So, that’s the story, if you made it through the whole thing, you deserve a cookie. God is so good, and I know even with what He has already done in Hadley’s short life, she is a testament to His love, grace, and magnificence.

Ellie A-Line

This is a modified A-Line, and so cute. The side Loo likes most is the elephant side. My original intent was to have the dress just be completely reversible, just so if she made a mess, that we could turn it over. Good thing, because she LOVES the (what I made to be the liner side) elephant side best.

20130818-112728.jpgCustom orders available starting at $40, and sizes 0/3 months through Girls 8 available. Necklaces also available as a set. To place a custom order, email Lil.Liza.Lou@gmail.com. Many prints and designs available.

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