Had I known how easy and cheap making my own baby powder was, I would’ve started this a long time ago!
Currently our choices are doom and gloom or pay through the nose for a few ounces of the stuff.
I call shenanigans!
At first I didn’t though. I wondered, if it’s so cheap to make, then why is all the “good stuff” at the store so expensive?
There’s no better way than trying it myself. I found no good reason other than greed to mark organic baby powder as high as it is.
It’s so easy, cheap, and good to DIY that it’s one of my new favorites!
Why use baby powder with no babies in the house?
1.) Big boy stinky shoes (of which range in age from our youngest at 4 to my husband at 34!)
2.) Moisture absorber with my DIY deodorant
3.) Soft skin after shaving
4.) Dry shampoo
5.) Removes sand at the beach
6.) Keeps ants away
7.) Eyelash plumper
8.) Pet shampoo
9.) Removes grease stains
10.) Untangles necklaces
11.) Makes rubber gloves easier to get on/off
12.) Makes pumpkin carving easier (see the punched holes better!)
13.) Knocking hair off the boys’ shoulders after Momma cuts their hair
14.) Keeps sheets cool on hot nights
15.) Keeps playing cards from sticking together
16.) Takes squeaks out of hardwoods
17.) Sets makeup
18.) Keeps rabbits out of the garden
19.) Keeps pests out of garbage (they don’t like the feel of it on their paws)
20.) Protects hands from blisters and gets a better grip on gardening sheers
Option 1: Buy cheap.
*shortness of breath
*obstruction of airways
SERIOUSLY? If we’re on a budget these are our options!?
Option 2: Pay up, Buttercup
The powder scoring a “2” is $17.28 for 2.5 ounces. TWO and a HALF OUNCES!? WHAAA?!
Option 3: Mix together the following recipe
*Non-toxic, real ingredients for a fraction of the cost? SOLD!
Benefits from using Option 3:
*Simple to make
*Softer than other baby powders I have used
*Benefits of Therapeutic Grade Essential Oils
With so many benefits and uses, it looks like our DIY baby powder is a keeper!
My hope is that it will serve you as well as it does our family!
There’s just something about a headboard that makes the entire space of a master bedroom look cozy. Complete. Put together.
The only problem we had was choosing one that fit our style.
Oh, and that didn’t cost a fortune.
Thankfully, an idea came to mind after seeing some Pinspiration and watching some home renovation shows.
There was hope!
One winter break in college, I worked for a company that sold all things smelly-good. Lotions, candles, soaps.
Your home wasn’t complete until every sink in the house donned your favorite scent. You couldn’t visit someone without smelling of vanilla or cucumbers or apple pie when you left.
Since then, we know a little more about what we’re buying when we give in to the gimmicks and the desire to smell like a cookie after using the restroom.
Pride: a feeling or deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one’s own achievements, of those with whom one is closely associated, or from qualities or possessions that are widely admired.
Why would anyone want to get rid of a pleasurable feeling?
“Momma! I’m hungry!”
“Me, too, Momma! For reals!”
I look at the clock feeling slightly unsure as to why they would be wanting-wait a minute!
As a little girl, I used to daydream about motherhood.
What would it be like, I wondered from as far back as I can remember, to be the mommy?
How I hoped I could be like my own mother.
Once upon a time…
I thought there would never be a dishwasher detergent that actually got my dishes clean.
You know…company-is-coming-over -this-is-not-a-drill clean.
However, once I realized it wasn’t the dishwasher’s fault (installing a new dishwasher is a great way of figuring this out for sure), I started the search.
I guess my first clue that there was something really wrong was when Continue reading “Nasty Dish Lady”
In response to sickness and the Ohio weather shifting from mid 70s to upper 30s overnight, we present to you some indoor fun…
I put this off. For a long time.
I wish I was the kind of girl who would jump in and happily hand wash a dish when it was huge and wouldn’t fit in with the dishwasher load, but I’m just not.
Nope. Not about that life.
Should be. But. Just. Can’t.
So, since most everything goes in the dishwasher, I let this be one of the last switches I’ve made for our family, and now that I see how easy it is and how terrible the “good” options are that I bought, I’m (per usual) annoyed at my learn-the-hard-way lifestyle.
My middle school classroom needed a little extra color, but I didn’t want to fill my walls with the standard posters I’d been using in the past.
I wanted something unique. Something that would strike a chord in the students I see each day.
Something to build character.
I was feeling a little crafty, and I like quotes, so creating canvases with some of my favorite lines made sense.
I really like how they turned out!
It always seemed a little suspect that I could barely handle the smell of the laundry detergent aisle.
Wasn’t it odd that something made to smell great made me nauseous?
I guess because of this, I wasn’t too surprised to find how dangerous they are.
The worst part?
We’ve all seen those Pins that boast the many uses of dryer sheets.
Our baseboards are clean, our hair never has flyaways, and our dogs never smell like rain.
Unfortunately, there is one major piece of information missing. Continue reading “Suffocating in Softener?”
I’ll admit it.
When Steve wanted to get the kids superhero costumes, I didn’t think they’d use them all that often.
In the end we bought them because of his ultimate trump card when it comes to our children.
He knows more about being a little boy than I do.
So, I clicked “Add to Cart” even though I didn’t really see them playing (what was in my mind )”dress up.”
Fortunately, I was so very wrong.
Something you should know if you follow this blog is that my husband can do anything.
I mean it. Anything.
I point to pictures for remodeling, and he just…does it. Creates it. Poof! Out of thin air.
This bookshelf lighting is just one of many projects you’ll see we’ve tackled over the nearly five years living here.
When we remodeled our living room, I knew tackling this super-long wall was going to take some extra love and a whole lot of patience. It didn’t disappoint.
I’d been looking into galleries for a while, but nothing I saw matched what I wanted exactly. Finally, after a long time of frustrated searching, I realized why.