tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89419882598130704452024-03-13T18:03:37.312+00:00A menina brinca?ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.comBlogger107125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-5012649996160214522012-12-13T19:57:00.004+00:002012-12-13T19:58:43.611+00:00Salsichas com ovo estrelado<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #274e13;"><span lang="PT" style="font-family: Georgia;">Embalagem
com duas salsichas, um ovo, e uma pequena toalha / guardanapo em pano (cores
e padrões podem variar).</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13;"><span lang="PT" style="font-family: Georgia;">Material:
feltro 40% lã, tecido 100% algodão</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13;"><span lang="PT" style="font-family: Georgia;">Enchimento:
polifibra reciclada e anti-alérgica</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #274e13;"><span lang="PT" style="font-family: Georgia;">Preço:
12 €</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Inclui:
cerca de 16 lacinhos em feltro creme (massa
natural), salmão (tomate) e verde (espinafres). </span><span lang="PT" style="font-family: Georgia;">Entregue em
pacote de papel reutilizável, feito à mão. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;">Embora a maior parte das meninas (e todas as suas bonecas) jurem
que podem viver só de doces, nós sabemos que não é verdade. Por isso, aqui
estão algumas refeições nutritivas e divertidas para os jantarinhos no quarto
dos brinquedos. Incluem alguns dos pratos favoritos das crianças, acompanhados
de muita fruta e legumes saudáveis e coloridos. Feitas em feltro 40% lã de
óptima qualidade, são suaves, maleáveis, agradáveis ao toque, e bonitas.
Para muitas horas a brincar ao faz-de-conta, a fazer sopa, saladas e
piqueniques no chão da sala, e a aprender as cores.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;">Inclui: uma maçã <i>Granny Smith </i>(verde), uma maçã <i>Starking</i>
(encarnada), uma laranja, uma banana e três morangos</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;">Material: feltro 40% lã </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;">Enchimento: polifibra reciclada<span style="font-size: small;">, hipoalergénica</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;">Saco em tecido 100% algodão (tecidos variados; pode não corresponder à imagem<span style="font-size: small;">)</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;">Preço: 2<span style="font-size: small;">0</span> €</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Inclui: duas cenouras, um pepino, uma
beringela, um tomate e dois cogumelos</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Enchimento: polifibra reciclada</span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-size: small;">, hipoalergénica</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Saco em tecido 100% algodão </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;">(tecidos variados; pode não corresponder à imagem<span style="font-size: small;">)</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Preço: 20 €</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Esca<span style="font-size: small;">la: aproximadamente 1/2 do tamanho real<span style="font-size: small;">, perfeita para m<span style="font-size: small;">ãozinhas pequenas. </span></span></span> </span></span></span>
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<br />ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-80164277181068978922010-12-14T15:29:00.003+00:002010-12-14T15:42:12.548+00:00Para quem não tem lareira<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaToytXkuGARZTMT2E0QAS4VXBbCV29stJ469j9AmzAHzdVbAue44P4Vwb2vjMrIUWB3Agi-7L95iW1pOtGbM9WnChgzMD0SODJIH0C9gM1tR_ClAaL_JEHnmPSzdtfXYpdoQX1AcCfhEQ/s1600/DSC01731+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550561265468005426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaToytXkuGARZTMT2E0QAS4VXBbCV29stJ469j9AmzAHzdVbAue44P4Vwb2vjMrIUWB3Agi-7L95iW1pOtGbM9WnChgzMD0SODJIH0C9gM1tR_ClAaL_JEHnmPSzdtfXYpdoQX1AcCfhEQ/s400/DSC01731+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho7jH4O_HgNFAoU9lMwbXe6XeTflX82ms0ST_ekpQj_knQN9pOd7q5rO1PXldl8rq6myOG6pS7S2xizK-QugavpXguSxnBXZAHF3Cz6tSrnFBfG3z46hOLJP934y2YWivUA1V4SXnRunoH/s1600/DSC01732+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550561129709667746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho7jH4O_HgNFAoU9lMwbXe6XeTflX82ms0ST_ekpQj_knQN9pOd7q5rO1PXldl8rq6myOG6pS7S2xizK-QugavpXguSxnBXZAHF3Cz6tSrnFBfG3z46hOLJP934y2YWivUA1V4SXnRunoH/s400/DSC01732+copy.jpg" /></a> </div><div>Todos os anos é assim: no nosso Natal faz frio a sério (e ainda bem), e por aqui fazem-se muitas <a href="http://ameninabrinca.blogspot.com/2008/02/almofadas-trmicas-para-o-microondas.html">destas fantásticas almofadas de cereais </a>para o microondas que vieram destronar as velhinhas "botijas" de água quente. Nunca me lembro de as fotografar, mas hoje ainda fui a tempo, antes de entregar estas quatro. Espero que mantenham os seus novos donos bem quentes, nas noites de Inverno. Eu uso a minha em toda a parte: no sofá enquanto vejo televisão, na secretária diante do computador, e até enquanto trabalho na máquina de costura, que não tem tido descanso.</div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-88409806933431759712010-11-29T14:57:00.009+00:002010-11-29T16:04:40.499+00:00É preciso ter descaramento......para vir dar novidades ao fim de tanto tempo, quando este blogue já parecia morto (mas não enterrado). Eu sou a primeira a reconhecê-lo, mas também aprendi há muito que em tempo de guerra não se limpam armas. E a minha vida não passou exactamente por uma guerra, mas passou de certeza por várias revoluções no último ano e meio. Por isso, tudo o que não era fundamental ficou para trás, blogue incluído.<br /><br />Mas, ou por mero acaso (se é que isso existe), ou porque as revoluções se vão aos poucos acalmando e a normalidade vai regressando à minha vida, a verdade é que <em>A Menina </em>acordou deste longo sono. E acordou com um convite inesperado, para ir "à televisão" mostrar os seus brinquedos.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP7P-SfHvDkGPAXR_YXpaNprXoiacJHJVVywELWVtwTPkje1xNOzNDGAnNYFhWJsUOx9fDQZgcaCulCqqZED47rZMMF2_TakniceqPGIps_hiR1LHlNMMIzWhE-ZJSFz2Tx8F4edzSvYFW/s1600/SIC_MeninaBrinca1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544993793026268002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP7P-SfHvDkGPAXR_YXpaNprXoiacJHJVVywELWVtwTPkje1xNOzNDGAnNYFhWJsUOx9fDQZgcaCulCqqZED47rZMMF2_TakniceqPGIps_hiR1LHlNMMIzWhE-ZJSFz2Tx8F4edzSvYFW/s400/SIC_MeninaBrinca1.JPG" /></a> <div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Jy7OF2xbPbr05IR0oA5_NMrVuJG-260OwxuLjNL83f_7LSGv74-fWPU_nMlh75wZyWhQQiLWdRY337o-HyP2B163DNlViVoi69bpqqSL_C1cXa0rIHPQhrI6hVQZVp9X1FQKT6THzC6u/s1600/SIC_MeninaBrinca2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544993575393210066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Jy7OF2xbPbr05IR0oA5_NMrVuJG-260OwxuLjNL83f_7LSGv74-fWPU_nMlh75wZyWhQQiLWdRY337o-HyP2B163DNlViVoi69bpqqSL_C1cXa0rIHPQhrI6hVQZVp9X1FQKT6THzC6u/s400/SIC_MeninaBrinca2.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKba0rM3VuyH0x4j_V86wVEj-Cl29sVir2VQd03ZCMqGpbipYhIHdilCUzhzQo5CDmiwejr09VtFbL4PxFctQ3cDEjf0qlGWHnWouCHy_2XRz4zPrTnnkNJOXexifKa0DXU6S3pIBn2XSg/s1600/SIC_MeninaBrinca3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544993218721445458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKba0rM3VuyH0x4j_V86wVEj-Cl29sVir2VQd03ZCMqGpbipYhIHdilCUzhzQo5CDmiwejr09VtFbL4PxFctQ3cDEjf0qlGWHnWouCHy_2XRz4zPrTnnkNJOXexifKa0DXU6S3pIBn2XSg/s400/SIC_MeninaBrinca3.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="justify">No dia 22 deste mês fomos à SIC, na companhia de três artesãos muito talentosos. Eu, a <a href="http://quadradinhosdepapel.blogspot.com/">Maria</a>, a <a href="http://pistachio-ritaleal.blogspot.com/">Rita </a>e o <a href="http://simaofeitoamao.blogspot.com/">Simão </a>fomos muito bem recebidos e passámos uma tarde divertida, um pouco diferente, e com alguns nervos à mistura.<br /><br />Vamos ver... pode ser que <em>A Menina</em> venha brincar outra vez para aqui!</div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-52700042714580786462009-01-23T09:58:00.002+00:002009-02-22T14:57:44.812+00:00Explore<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2_Ng3XWE3ojZShfypT00RkGFpllSQD2uQhSuft-zV8sUKWAkUwSzYHTNsAhOodozktVKCCL7pcVreOIetVUkyATflVCcVoKOsNcLj0Jk9cJC1rW9unStjCZnIG6rNi0dP674iVwmmAJbg/s1600-h/Explore24.jpg"></a><br /><div><div>Sou desde há algum tempo uma adepta do Flickr, que é provavelmente o melhor e mais conhecido site de hospedagem e partilha de fotografias na Web. Não sei quantas fotos são aqui colocadas por dia, mas sei que agora mesmo, quando abri o programa, tinham sido carregados 2264 imagens no último minuto. Dentre todas estas imagens são diariamente escolhidas 500 (o que, segundo as estatísticas do Flickr, perfaz cerca de 0.005% do volume diário) para figurarem no <a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/">Explore</a>, que é uma galeria das “mais fantásticas fotos” aí colocadas – dizem eles. Ora bem, hoje fui visitar o Explore, e carreguei este poster feito com todas as minhas fotografias já escolhidas por esta aplicação: são 24, o que me deixa bastante vaidosa. Embora, como eles próprios dizem a propósito de ter ou não fotos no Explore, “o melhor conselho que lhe podemos dar é este: convença-se de que não interessa. Porque não interessa mesmo”. Certo.<br /><br /><em>I’ve been a fan of Flickr, surely one of the best online photo management and sharing applications, for some time already. I can’t say how many photos are uploaded here daily, but I know that just now, as I was opening the application, 2264 photos had been uploaded in the last minute. From all those images they choose 500 per day, or about 0.005% of the daily upload volume, according to their statistics, to be featured in Explore. </em><a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/"><em>Explore</em></a><em> is a feature intended to show what are supposed to be "some of the most awesome photos on Flickr." Well, I did a search there today, and found all my photos (24) ever chosen by Explore, which means I am very proud of myself right now. Although, as they say about it, “the best advice I can give you is this: convince yourself that it doesn't matter. Because it doesn't”. O.k. </em></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-45733327992307911372009-01-21T19:39:00.003+00:002009-01-21T19:43:22.708+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNcyDG9V3-GsEEHX-1KZ2wgcyQ55tZRuim_trOXy1qmkYrZUk_eJzGItl365aqkvomqTCHIbHdUsd3DcGOlgkcS1sA4k2PNgMKPjijYwBrsLBZGWHOCrkmuBma89TJpH24h431eN5U1Tm/s1600-h/DSC07728+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293834921033466114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNcyDG9V3-GsEEHX-1KZ2wgcyQ55tZRuim_trOXy1qmkYrZUk_eJzGItl365aqkvomqTCHIbHdUsd3DcGOlgkcS1sA4k2PNgMKPjijYwBrsLBZGWHOCrkmuBma89TJpH24h431eN5U1Tm/s320/DSC07728+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu0SZdXq38BYG-aodeGDK-QLQmiLw8eaEudkulW9miq_aVMmcRYdjN5oYYUb4D82RptzBVxWuvh_keB2NP8Isf_dZsrzlTC70wppT0IXnbtn9PhbSlzmm3X00EIXTtc5TTdR67elxAaxW5/s1600-h/DSC07727+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293834843593998914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu0SZdXq38BYG-aodeGDK-QLQmiLw8eaEudkulW9miq_aVMmcRYdjN5oYYUb4D82RptzBVxWuvh_keB2NP8Isf_dZsrzlTC70wppT0IXnbtn9PhbSlzmm3X00EIXTtc5TTdR67elxAaxW5/s320/DSC07727+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Um mês sem deixar aqui uma palavra, francamente. Não se faz. E o pior é que continuo sem muito para dizer... Agradeço a paciência de quem ainda me lê, e para me tentar redimir deixo aqui umas fotografias da família, a divertir-se num dos poucos fins-de-semana sem chuva (mas com muito frio) que este mês nos ofereceu. Para desgosto do pai, a M. não aprecia aviõezinhos telecomandados; mas em compensação adora veículos de quatro rodas, e quanto mais rápidos melhor.<br /><br /><em>I can’t believe that a whole month is gone without me writing a single word here. And the worst is, I still have nothing to say… I appreciate the tolerance of those few that still come by; to redeem myself, I leave you with some pics of my little family, enjoying one of the few dry (but very cold) weekends we had this past month. To her father's disappointment, M. does not like RC airplanes; instead, she loves four-wheeled vehicles, and the fastest the better. </em></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-2045260982959601742008-12-24T10:26:00.004+00:002008-12-24T10:28:15.741+00:00Feliz Natal / Merry Christmas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgda92lXPqGoaff1emw4KkdRIYJyUlcJeSBihEcE6IgWxaQHFNRf0HQ37SSdojrDysLM4IbosNP-BKp02vN5K-7yY1aADY12FuDLsg2voL4jw3hwrh0FIGuCgKDxtvR4sXrPdNFCF9bR2sR/s1600-h/DSC07688.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283301317118388914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgda92lXPqGoaff1emw4KkdRIYJyUlcJeSBihEcE6IgWxaQHFNRf0HQ37SSdojrDysLM4IbosNP-BKp02vN5K-7yY1aADY12FuDLsg2voL4jw3hwrh0FIGuCgKDxtvR4sXrPdNFCF9bR2sR/s320/DSC07688.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBDzMvloa1mQ_cpaPb2gm9i7a2i-isgKX2h4_7QJaXspcO44NpcfroQ9PPpcK7jbmaSpxJTLLKUT3Llf6kE2QhP85qfsUOXa5RVQKvzzTkOm03ZGWyH9CgED9-eDWKt-gAfqQhb2c7yAzz/s1600-h/DSC07687.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283301237153839266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBDzMvloa1mQ_cpaPb2gm9i7a2i-isgKX2h4_7QJaXspcO44NpcfroQ9PPpcK7jbmaSpxJTLLKUT3Llf6kE2QhP85qfsUOXa5RVQKvzzTkOm03ZGWyH9CgED9-eDWKt-gAfqQhb2c7yAzz/s320/DSC07687.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-76403520860521006092008-12-18T18:22:00.008+00:002008-12-18T19:20:44.609+00:00A Very Young Dancer<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGZNPjx3i5YxDyT1pKGWnfgiftmZmARLG_m2nkseVwk3f5epRhOW3PZzaGuTAAwcB5aJq6PEQtgP3vCUsitWhE2uZrnl2qXBCjhMEuEXB2YxMkfBf8LJdVrF7YEDKb50f705Vrlt69CEZ_/s1600-h/DSC07654+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281207010412020946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGZNPjx3i5YxDyT1pKGWnfgiftmZmARLG_m2nkseVwk3f5epRhOW3PZzaGuTAAwcB5aJq6PEQtgP3vCUsitWhE2uZrnl2qXBCjhMEuEXB2YxMkfBf8LJdVrF7YEDKb50f705Vrlt69CEZ_/s320/DSC07654+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3_kwKp58T4PM7Lm-um4g-ajYhyvva0J7JBWe_00II6gd0C3Nhpu8cCx2pBaGsUt0wFPEkc4kEeGZrAzDJLxpE7KedC3cnqYtJudh_Cmuo6FerAueBLMB0JwOpOBJZL2n0GUx-s67wBCA/s1600-h/DSC07660+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281206857252939218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3_kwKp58T4PM7Lm-um4g-ajYhyvva0J7JBWe_00II6gd0C3Nhpu8cCx2pBaGsUt0wFPEkc4kEeGZrAzDJLxpE7KedC3cnqYtJudh_Cmuo6FerAueBLMB0JwOpOBJZL2n0GUx-s67wBCA/s320/DSC07660+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Very-Young-Dancer-Jill-Krementz/dp/0440492122"><em>A Very Young Dancer</em> </a>era o título de um álbum que havia lá em casa quando eu era pequena. Parece-me que era da minha irmã, que fazia e gostava de <em>ballet</em>. Eu fiz, mas nunca gostei. Gostava do livro, porque era verdadeiramente mágico: era um reportagem fotográfica dos dias de ensaio e espectáculo da Stephanie, uma menina americana de 10 anos, que tinha sido escolhida para dançar a pequena Clara no Quebra-Nozes, numa produção do New York City Ballet. Este livro é agora da minha filha, e ela bem o merece. A M. tinha dois anos acabados de fazer quando me pediu para fazer <em>ballet</em>, e eu arrepiei-me toda e resolvi esperar que fosse um capricho. Não era. Aos 5 anos não pude evitar mais o assunto, e inscrevi-a. Este é já o segundo ano, e a minha pequena bailarina não se cansa, embora as aulas já não sejam feitas de saltinhos e piruetas. E eu, que até sou daquelas mães que preferem o judo e a natação, não posso evitar um sorriso quando assisto a uma aula. Quem pode?</div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>Já agora, a Stephanie nunca chegou a ingressar no NYCB, mas ainda encontrei muitos admiradores dela e deste belíssimo livro na Internet. </div><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Very-Young-Dancer-Jill-Krementz/dp/0440492122"><em>A Very Young Dancer </em></a><em>was the title of a book we had when I was a child. I think it really belonged to my sister, who practiced and loved ballet. I practiced too, but never liked it. But I liked this book a lot; it was truly magical. It chronicled the rehearsal days of a ten year old dance student name Stephanie, who was picked to dance the role of Mary in the Nutcracker, in a New York City Ballet production. This book now belongs to my daughter, and she well deserves it. M. was barely 2 years old when she begged me to attend ballet classes; but I, horrified at the thought of returning to a dance studio, decided to wait and see if she was serious about it. She was. When she was 5, I could no longer delay the subject, and took her to a Dance school. This is her second year there, and she never gets tired of it, even though this year classes have gotten more demanding. And me, one of those few mothers who actually prefer their daughters to practice martial arts, cannot help a smile when I see all those little ballerinas.<br /><br />By the way, Stephanie never got into the NYCB Company, but I could still find a lot of admirers of her and of this wonderful book in the Internet.<br /></em><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-48299388136196178772008-12-12T18:56:00.004+00:002008-12-12T19:37:51.542+00:00Feliz / Happy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6mwVtW41rrSW4BCg_7FOS3MH9TgR18811QiKApirTo59MGYYbu2msemPYIdam-Q0ZQbk4SSDaPssiqcXflhqs7mtJqFohTZ-1JQo1RZh57vwySjXzZ9opoxDpXhhzqodnnlShhEKdnVnH/s1600-h/DSC07600.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278990059589720562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6mwVtW41rrSW4BCg_7FOS3MH9TgR18811QiKApirTo59MGYYbu2msemPYIdam-Q0ZQbk4SSDaPssiqcXflhqs7mtJqFohTZ-1JQo1RZh57vwySjXzZ9opoxDpXhhzqodnnlShhEKdnVnH/s320/DSC07600.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66Hr3FKCEoY9KPEr4T-32n4QqvGNH9PmHyPfqT67MEhJTnYO7OQfYmB0KuGnXHSTsKB4pOV92YetCx5AgtbScyTtL59jFTEuNSdnZIxKnFqrGDv6YRe1qDG5no0-PYo0aoMnOS7tPUZOh/s1600-h/DSC07601.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278989973705055986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66Hr3FKCEoY9KPEr4T-32n4QqvGNH9PmHyPfqT67MEhJTnYO7OQfYmB0KuGnXHSTsKB4pOV92YetCx5AgtbScyTtL59jFTEuNSdnZIxKnFqrGDv6YRe1qDG5no0-PYo0aoMnOS7tPUZOh/s320/DSC07601.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqg3ESFTLr0CX8rX3wyQgCxOaN2vbGN_JabapM8ZtPhAOhDZZhwSqVgE1cVqwfaEXw0EbjHQM-iwovp4V1x5zC5njrit07y0j8KDhI9CW16ygEy6CzsS6ebdl829Gh5dZ0-apotq7TK3js/s1600-h/DSC07594.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278989859280066834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqg3ESFTLr0CX8rX3wyQgCxOaN2vbGN_JabapM8ZtPhAOhDZZhwSqVgE1cVqwfaEXw0EbjHQM-iwovp4V1x5zC5njrit07y0j8KDhI9CW16ygEy6CzsS6ebdl829Gh5dZ0-apotq7TK3js/s320/DSC07594.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Hoje recebi uma prenda de Natal. Era surpresa, e chegou pelo correio, da Holanda, num pacote que o carteiro já tinha assinalado como <em>volumoso</em>. Dentro vinha o presente de uma “amiga secreta”, que era afinal a <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=70857">Claudia</a>. E ela, que não me conhece, fez-me uma mala pela qual eu me teria apaixonado à primeira vista se a tivesse visto na montra de uma loja. Estou encantada com todos os detalhes – o tecido, as cores, o forro verde, os pequenos pormenores bordados, a bolsinha interior, a perfeição dos acabamentos...<br /><br />Muito obrigada, Claudia. Eu não podia gostar mais!<br /><br /><em>Today I got a Christmas gift. It was a surprise, and came in the mail, from Holland, in a package that, according to my mailman, was big. Inside the package was the present of a “secret Santa’s” who turned out to be <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=70857">Claudia</a>. And even though we don’t know each other personally, Claudia made me a bag for which I would have fallen in love at first sight if I had seen it in a shop window. I am absolutely delighted with every detail of this bag – the fabric, the colors (OMG, that green lining!), the little pouch, the embroidery, the oh-so-perfect stitches…<br /><br />Thank you, Claudia, you’ve made my day!</em></div></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-81717651220277590472008-12-10T20:22:00.007+00:002008-12-10T20:42:35.500+00:00O maior / The largest<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ71wcFDSc-5sr1_6Z_q0INcPZu2KHTLlpXWbybK4-b3y74PdO0mIVLN2dVpFlW3YQifyLhwf2QbQb0s6xn6XcbxqsCpmCpXhBTzg_U2pItJRNiqy6fRd5t2-NbLzq0YciKImwZEYZjBoA/s1600-h/DSC07580.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278264581322952514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ71wcFDSc-5sr1_6Z_q0INcPZu2KHTLlpXWbybK4-b3y74PdO0mIVLN2dVpFlW3YQifyLhwf2QbQb0s6xn6XcbxqsCpmCpXhBTzg_U2pItJRNiqy6fRd5t2-NbLzq0YciKImwZEYZjBoA/s320/DSC07580.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDt2esj0cQwJRxZP6otI2FQ7jn33TLHfmdThaODED7BbnhpUNbspfm35urwII90b-Zx246Mhn1jGF5ji8KffPtRTvs5WW4c3UrvSGpndqQyQFsHtvAi88UirWnbhHOmLsLywbFRkv3ASmm/s1600-h/DSC07571+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278264042119236114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDt2esj0cQwJRxZP6otI2FQ7jn33TLHfmdThaODED7BbnhpUNbspfm35urwII90b-Zx246Mhn1jGF5ji8KffPtRTvs5WW4c3UrvSGpndqQyQFsHtvAi88UirWnbhHOmLsLywbFRkv3ASmm/s320/DSC07571+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbhaDZY29mSSGta0jdNEAl0gXeJ0MPhKPmcCiuMLhJTvd5SO-Mvvha5is6KtxTSL7ZL2Q3LeiB6qyHPFLmEDwyJVoEOM4yX_0HAF35GABEzO60CxLJghC8G8aEiVb5ROS-m5IGopiKWT-x/s1600-h/DSC07573+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278263842319454866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbhaDZY29mSSGta0jdNEAl0gXeJ0MPhKPmcCiuMLhJTvd5SO-Mvvha5is6KtxTSL7ZL2Q3LeiB6qyHPFLmEDwyJVoEOM4yX_0HAF35GABEzO60CxLJghC8G8aEiVb5ROS-m5IGopiKWT-x/s320/DSC07573+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>Este é o maior bolo que já fiz, quase tão grande como um bolo de verdade. Também guarda segredos - neste caso esconde um conjunto completo de chá para uma menina brincar. Como podem ver, é do tamanho do meu bule de chá. E é uma prenda de Natal, uma das muitas que tenho feito nos últimos meses. Tantas, que já lhes perdi a conta. Para que muitas meninas tenham um Natal feito à mão, e sempre com muito carinho. </div><br /><div><em>This is the largest cake I've ever made, almost as big as a real one. It also keeps secrets - in this case it hides a tea set for a little girl to play with. As you can see, it is the same size as my tea pot. I made it as a Christmas gift, one of the many I've been making in these last months. So many, I've already lost count of them. All that to ensure a lot of girls will have a Handmade Christmas, lovingly crafted.</em></div></div></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-60410824629321273162008-11-25T16:04:00.002+00:002008-11-25T16:25:59.393+00:00No meu sofá / On my couch<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwMb-oJYf9j31S38POyPUuFToBuY9TVCOw17wPLXTIPA2Bm91ftPq-T78PtYnLXj2SOnKOU8DgMV7R4GLpsePbC_tEgTObzlI_bZiAf8YY-0Xx08D7nlCg-AbOP-jS7x6hGv3zioIbA4ex/s1600-h/DSC07469+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272632109079925906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwMb-oJYf9j31S38POyPUuFToBuY9TVCOw17wPLXTIPA2Bm91ftPq-T78PtYnLXj2SOnKOU8DgMV7R4GLpsePbC_tEgTObzlI_bZiAf8YY-0Xx08D7nlCg-AbOP-jS7x6hGv3zioIbA4ex/s320/DSC07469+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Eu sei que não é original, e que provavelmente metade dos meus leitores (leitoras?) deve ter um destes, mas eu queria mesmo <a href="http://www.ikea.com/pt/pt/catalog/products/S89849315">este sofá da IKEA</a>. E agora tenho-o. É perfeito para a minha casa, não acham? Gosto tanto do meu sofá...<br /><br />Ah, sim – já agora, custou quase metade do preço original. E pensar que eu não costumava passar na secção das oportunidades... Claro, o preço é parte da diversão!</div><br /><div>I<em> know it is not original, I know probably half of you out there have it, but I really wanted <a href="http://www.ikea.com/pt/pt/catalog/products/S89849315">this IKEA sofa</a>. And now I have it. It is just perfect for my house, don’t you think? Oh, I love my sofa.<br /><br />Oh, yes - it also cost me almost half its original price. That’s part of the fun, of course.</em></div><br /><div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-25686994887644325562008-11-22T19:53:00.006+00:002008-11-22T20:23:53.979+00:00Um pouco sobre mim / A bit about me<a href="http://www.1happycorner.com/"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271580033567729170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWrzgmGcJeWAPQd4wFFdf4yUPU-zg1Yc_KF2kHT3byg78hC5K3NZ3KoMgT0obCkb33hf7ZhT8p6KU_jTeelmykuca5C_EVU8ypSW4vnzbUI1_hR0gzWxgQcF643WfNtZKUvzF7RizLBRUj/s320/gift-blog-logo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5664160"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271579912528063090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 42px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1E3dQH6wxi5Ggyd3ZmTwE5TG697DAKrHPw902I7zTy05ABMyYVOVbqiRN0Ia3nN45UcT8opRL47IwNusZ6zQYmryH8D7ljHJ0aAgcArZ_cMbFTzAh7Xroz_IwmVJMfjstTevCWdEqh3N7/s320/iusb_760x10056815574.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>A propósito de algumas questões que me puseram recentemente, reparei que quase nunca partilhei aqui algo sobre mim, nem sequer sobre mim como <em>crafter</em>. Mas a Jennifer, do <em>gift blog </em><a href="http://www.1happycorner.com/">1 Happy Corner</a>, cuja missão é “encontrar presentes únicos e acessíveis” (nas suas próprias palavras), quis saber mais, e o resultado foi uma pequena entrevista agora publicada. Deixo <a href="http://www.1happycorner.com/interview-with-silvia-leite/">aqui o link</a> para quem tiver alguma curiosidade sobre a forma como começou a minha aventura com as agulhas, e o meu agradecimento à Jennifer, que além de divulgar o meu trabalho ainda me deu a oportunidade de pensar um pouco nisto tudo!<br /><br /><em>As a result of a couple of questions I was asked a few days ago, I noticed that I never shared much about me here, and not even about me as a crafter. But Jennifer, from the gift blog <a href="http://www.1happycorner.com/">1 Happy Corner</a>, whose mission is “to find great deals on affordable but unique gifts” (in her own words), wanted to know more, and the result was a short interview now published. I am <a href="http://www.1happycorner.com/interview-with-silvia-leite/">posting the link </a>for those who might want to know a bit more about the beginning of my adventure with crafting. I also want to thank Jennifer, whom, besides contributing to divulgate my work, also gave me an opportunity to think over all of this! </em></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-73650368676371030682008-11-19T18:53:00.002+00:002008-11-19T19:10:23.910+00:00Lojinha de doces / My candy shop<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_XGj3QA7WJDUHs12NNE1B9grx0R2Xc-Xkx51r8szs2kdhaw-0laLChfWsqYylmBnPSUbI_zkY33_dv1SGZ1gWX3FyMcgP8XwNw3_MjrnzoRiGKKaIERZUo0XQkJoaFQQuh5aBziEuWCd/s1600-h/DSC07387+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270448019749334098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_XGj3QA7WJDUHs12NNE1B9grx0R2Xc-Xkx51r8szs2kdhaw-0laLChfWsqYylmBnPSUbI_zkY33_dv1SGZ1gWX3FyMcgP8XwNw3_MjrnzoRiGKKaIERZUo0XQkJoaFQQuh5aBziEuWCd/s320/DSC07387+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Esta minha "produção" não é nova, mas tenho-me esquecido de a mostrar por aqui. Fiz uma série de guloseimas de brincar para a M., a propósito do Dia das Bruxas, e não resisti a compôr a minha própria loja de doces. Uma das minhas brincadeiras favoritas de sempre era a das lojinhas; pelos vistos continua a ser. Aliás, tenho a certeza de que voltarei a este tema mais vezes...</div><br /><div><em>This is not a new photo, but I've forgotten to post about it here. I recently made a lot of felt sweets for M. to play with in Halloween, and couldn't resist to compose my own candy shop. Pretend shopping was an all-times favorite play of mine, and it seems it stll is. I am pretty sure I will get back to this subject again...</em></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-19208034563174546062008-11-14T10:01:00.008+00:002008-11-14T11:41:37.910+00:00Feliz 100.ª entrada / Happy 100th post<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNAMmGKHs5V52rttOR29Jczb5lYXXnoWCoFBacpNik9vt2p7wbFeTw2n8xRKJ-sPXsn7Y8l8yfjkzcSiDhBfABPHTRgEVYdyaWsyOh4lG7NsWkVj6Ujfaz5fVW8tNEgZBKAtsggqI6sHqF/s1600-h/100.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268476921709287266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNAMmGKHs5V52rttOR29Jczb5lYXXnoWCoFBacpNik9vt2p7wbFeTw2n8xRKJ-sPXsn7Y8l8yfjkzcSiDhBfABPHTRgEVYdyaWsyOh4lG7NsWkVj6Ujfaz5fVW8tNEgZBKAtsggqI6sHqF/s320/100.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioer2FpZn8rRp3J4hUW13w9_iFNBbYZszIqHxJo-7rMYhyQ3Fo2Fm3bVt30Xm5gXy4FPPD_vJGcJgY1n4zf_6IAfN0_-Frh3ACn90WIePyzcze7GU1I3xj8v3naqWN4eEUoUOh059kWCqv/s1600-h/3026354789_6c5c86bff8_m.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268476662737701490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioer2FpZn8rRp3J4hUW13w9_iFNBbYZszIqHxJo-7rMYhyQ3Fo2Fm3bVt30Xm5gXy4FPPD_vJGcJgY1n4zf_6IAfN0_-Frh3ACn90WIePyzcze7GU1I3xj8v3naqWN4eEUoUOh059kWCqv/s320/3026354789_6c5c86bff8_m.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXtAQtEnmF3Jk2nEL28Vk3Uju43Bn6TnpSrtbpxiOTR8nOsZNUllx39_V5plSzfeg3JYMm-b3N7bqRyZfgFY1kRpxFoMy_V6bQhpw2LLLc_tJdrNhAiVn4bvmzbHaDvjzGJXYEFUeA3guL/s1600-h/3027190000_ce3c9ac4b6_m.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268476589224404450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXtAQtEnmF3Jk2nEL28Vk3Uju43Bn6TnpSrtbpxiOTR8nOsZNUllx39_V5plSzfeg3JYMm-b3N7bqRyZfgFY1kRpxFoMy_V6bQhpw2LLLc_tJdrNhAiVn4bvmzbHaDvjzGJXYEFUeA3guL/s320/3027190000_ce3c9ac4b6_m.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>Portanto, esta é a centésima vez que escrevo neste blogue. A mim parece muito, mas para os <em>bloggers</em> profissionais não é nada...<br /><br />Ainda assim, e em jeito de comemoração, aqui ficam as imagens do meu último bolo, aliás caixa em forma de bolo, criado a pedido de várias famílias (pronto, de uma só família, mas foi um grande pedido). Para guardar pequenos tesouros de criança e as primeiras jóias das meninas mais crescidas, ou para esconder o anel de noivado, ou para encher de chocolates e mimar alguém de quem gostem.<br /><br /><em>So, this is the hundredth time that I write in this blog. It seems a lot to me, but I am aware it means nothing for professional bloggers! </em></div><br /><div><em>To commemorate, I am posting the images of my last cake, or box disguised as a cake, created at the request of several families (ok, just one family, but it was a large request). The cake box is perfect for keeping you child’s small treasures and trinkets, or to hide an engagement ring, or to fill with chocolates and paper someone you love.</em></div></div></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-27643187029008385742008-11-12T10:50:00.002+00:002008-11-12T11:38:17.333+00:00Fruta ou chocolate / What's your favorite cake?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoUJtcaVWh17TK6InHuC4i5FQzEMVrOEhXqpyz_Ha_MIGwfLnFHCazE4nvVzlyZWNI5OEArh0P0-H-b0FOMm_uUja-q5A0v8LFVriw_vLMSIN4tLunwIyDb9FjtfnzZqa7IikLXGy7OG97/s1600-h/DSC07463+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267733951126492690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoUJtcaVWh17TK6InHuC4i5FQzEMVrOEhXqpyz_Ha_MIGwfLnFHCazE4nvVzlyZWNI5OEArh0P0-H-b0FOMm_uUja-q5A0v8LFVriw_vLMSIN4tLunwIyDb9FjtfnzZqa7IikLXGy7OG97/s320/DSC07463+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>No que respeita a bolos, preferem laranja ou chocolate? Também temos recheio de amêndoa, doce de ovos, rosas de açúcar e massapão...<br /><br />Se me perguntam o que faço nos (poucos) tempos livres, digo que faço bolos. É que faço mesmo.<br /><br /><em>So, what is your favorite cake? Like orange? Maybe you are a chocolate lover! But we have many other flavors, fondant, sugar roses…<br /><br />If you ask me what is that I do in my (little) spare time, well, I make cakes. I really do. </em></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-90356836765597719482008-11-09T11:30:00.005+00:002008-11-09T11:51:52.946+00:00O Natal numa caixa de sapatos / Christmas in a shoe box<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXMEHLM_TtfOdKZYfuXw5LTGqalTYPMsgH3lCN1P-c7ZUXXEvpanHXIhLjpYe9kx0moDXH1ZFRVGfBG0mIde5UsE3UW2m2ZR5mIF4ts5dcbtD7OplCDSvtJucQN1qf-gzz2CauiJut9Z9D/s1600-h/DSC07431.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266624179154954546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXMEHLM_TtfOdKZYfuXw5LTGqalTYPMsgH3lCN1P-c7ZUXXEvpanHXIhLjpYe9kx0moDXH1ZFRVGfBG0mIde5UsE3UW2m2ZR5mIF4ts5dcbtD7OplCDSvtJucQN1qf-gzz2CauiJut9Z9D/s320/DSC07431.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwR27PtEIJRkHQFCc_Hhdwb-RxDGBT4Qxht26EsHM8iMLpyeaboy4Y-lz417cyun3688FCOkqDhq4_jljPei_AaWVvKOP7gGsXMy5LK-WkFRTRNoBh1qYUsNq15vCARQsWJdd-qmN1L66f/s1600-h/DSC07430+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266623240227097842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwR27PtEIJRkHQFCc_Hhdwb-RxDGBT4Qxht26EsHM8iMLpyeaboy4Y-lz417cyun3688FCOkqDhq4_jljPei_AaWVvKOP7gGsXMy5LK-WkFRTRNoBh1qYUsNq15vCARQsWJdd-qmN1L66f/s320/DSC07430+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Está pronta a <a href="http://ameninabrinca.blogspot.com/2008/11/cedo-demais-para-o-natal.html">nossa caixa</a>, inteiramente planeada e realizada pela M. (bem, não muito planeada, que ela é mais de instintos). Eu deixei-a fazer o que quis, porque afinal as meninas de 6 anos é que sabem do que gostam, e a destinatária deste sapatinho - perdão, caixa de sapatos – será uma menina como a minha. Vai cheia até à borda, porque ela teve um súbito e bem-vindo ataque de generosidade, ao ponto de querer dar coisas suas. E isto já seria por si só um milagre de Natal. Mas nesta caixa só devem seguir brinquedos e mimos novos, e nós cumprimos!</div><div><br /><em><a href="http://ameninabrinca.blogspot.com/2008/11/cedo-demais-para-o-natal.html">Our box </a>is ready, and was entirely planned and made by M. (well, not really planned, she is more of the instinctive kind). I let her do it her way; after all, 6 year old girls know best what pleases them, and the receiver of this box will be a girl just like mine. It is full to the top, because she had a sudden but welcome surge of generosity, and was even willing to give her own toys. Notice that this would be, on itself, a true Christmas miracle. But in this box only new toys are allowed, and we didn't forget it!</em></div></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-5934520343846134882008-11-04T11:41:00.005+00:002008-11-04T12:11:28.324+00:00Cedo demais para o Natal? /Too soon for Christmas?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht_dDrAm3t6RACALEqspn9htXnt41scmp-roROpzGzpLTNWY09NJOCpE8HzR8h2SLEiqfkjzKGgA4dJFEE33DboElg9uXCV5J0M-kAX7_J7HkIZE5tS0Se1_kGh86iM_eeLMJie3uUd0Ab/s1600-h/Sem+título-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264773125354608658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht_dDrAm3t6RACALEqspn9htXnt41scmp-roROpzGzpLTNWY09NJOCpE8HzR8h2SLEiqfkjzKGgA4dJFEE33DboElg9uXCV5J0M-kAX7_J7HkIZE5tS0Se1_kGh86iM_eeLMJie3uUd0Ab/s320/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo-2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Por vontade da M., o Natal era amanhã. Hoje não, mas apenas porque (como ela diz ) o mais divertido é prepará-lo. Porém, mais divertido ainda é prepará-lo para os outros, especialmente quando os outros são crianças. Já não têm muito tempo para aderir a <a href="http://www.imaginarium.pt/navidad_solidaria">esta campanha</a>, que termina a 15 de Novembro, mas ainda conseguem! Basta arranjar uma caixa de sapatos, decorá-la, e enchê-la com os mimos que gostariam de receber se fossem meninos e meninas até aos 10 anos. Depois, entreguem-na nos pontos de recolha indicados <a href="http://www.imaginarium.pt/tiendas/nuestrasTiendas?metodoAction=mostrar">aqui</a>. Desculpem a publicidade feita à marca, mas é por um bom motivo. E se puderem, façam a vossa caixa cheia de Natal com a ajuda de uma criança - por todos os motivos, incluindo divertirem-se!</div><br /><div><em>If only my daughter could choose, Christmas would be tomorrow. Not today, but just because (as she puts it) the best part of Christmas is to prepare it. However, to prepare it for others (especially if he others are children) is even better! <a href="http://www.imaginarium.ie/navidad_solidaria">This campaign </a>is valid in 27 countries, and, although last day to adhere is November 15th, there is still time. All you have to do is get a shoe box, decorate it, and fill it with small treats for girls and boys up to 10 years of age. Then, find where to deliver it <a href="http://www.imaginarium.pt/tiendas/nuestrasTiendas?metodoAction=mostrar">here</a>. If possible, make your Christmas-filled boxes with the help of a child - for all kinds of reasons, including having fun!</em> </div><br /><div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-64384338674727445362008-11-01T15:37:00.004+00:002008-11-01T16:07:43.718+00:00Dia das Bruxas / Halloween<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiytajc5VEk1uLSFNqjvEiknXd_L6Et9gJss-7lAXV5kDfdaO2YGdt_r0xEZli6FQd7EaFGAGQU-yIHPmjxuMlrSdHNlSog5_OntwHhZ3KN2ak_LcAYk9i-UdFpIQMQrfhUI1kc0gHxIA6a/s1600-h/DSC07404+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263721379046104354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiytajc5VEk1uLSFNqjvEiknXd_L6Et9gJss-7lAXV5kDfdaO2YGdt_r0xEZli6FQd7EaFGAGQU-yIHPmjxuMlrSdHNlSog5_OntwHhZ3KN2ak_LcAYk9i-UdFpIQMQrfhUI1kc0gHxIA6a/s320/DSC07404+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8Pvl8NHUhb-KDuvKbJT5WGFFYXmlmzU5YpOYK44MSJU5ihl0zIFcidhehFrqpR7jH4cbzRyiqZWaAprEx7faqZn6RkbMS2ZtBeTM_q9Qk8DxCjOXj0pjnrp7xMNilT4jj-ReoFzA4bk2/s1600-h/DSC07418+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263721260426772466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8Pvl8NHUhb-KDuvKbJT5WGFFYXmlmzU5YpOYK44MSJU5ihl0zIFcidhehFrqpR7jH4cbzRyiqZWaAprEx7faqZn6RkbMS2ZtBeTM_q9Qk8DxCjOXj0pjnrp7xMNilT4jj-ReoFzA4bk2/s320/DSC07418+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0EkqqywJOtkpVhA8INytGlm4FsGGDBdFwF70c4_RcsR3HvrttOFa2UuwiZBFVI6iFRNNuImshu3VrWwXSxxiFTwCxzpH292RDj2PqBWWC0oqNQjT_cWa-ZvLeY3bVZeDTerzzrm5S-4d/s1600-h/DSC07401+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263721156796684722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0EkqqywJOtkpVhA8INytGlm4FsGGDBdFwF70c4_RcsR3HvrttOFa2UuwiZBFVI6iFRNNuImshu3VrWwXSxxiFTwCxzpH292RDj2PqBWWC0oqNQjT_cWa-ZvLeY3bVZeDTerzzrm5S-4d/s320/DSC07401+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHRhJGZw2u9BXAHixsQZG6Vh2IT4lsMzU5LxgY5lw5Bkw66lhLc3q7v3Dx13SpKen9C0RRhwkfE_47b2nbn1SVUaqmgpES11g7qPgUg6KBfV8tOhRWnfPY3wM1S4b8BMmLluQOpMYcL6zK/s1600-h/DSC07397+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263720983786281010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHRhJGZw2u9BXAHixsQZG6Vh2IT4lsMzU5LxgY5lw5Bkw66lhLc3q7v3Dx13SpKen9C0RRhwkfE_47b2nbn1SVUaqmgpES11g7qPgUg6KBfV8tOhRWnfPY3wM1S4b8BMmLluQOpMYcL6zK/s320/DSC07397+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Ontem, o dia começou de maneira pouco habitual, com a visita destes três ratinhos que queriam falar com a M. Eu desconfiei logo – as meninas normais não costumam falar com ratos. Aliás, nem sequer gostam de estar na mesma sala com eles. Mas depressa descobri o que se passava, quando a vi vestida para a escola: afinal a M., que às vezes até parece um anjinho, é uma bruxinha. E no dia 31 de Outubro tem direito a sair à rua com o seu uniforme completo, e a usar todos os seus recursos mágicos para assustar quem por ela passar.<br /><br />Esta não é uma tradição portuguesa, com certeza, mas está a tornar-se. Nem sequer me lembro de ouvir falar no Dia das Bruxas quando era pequena, e agora vejo que as professoras são as primeiras a ensinar às criancinhas o significado desta festa tão americana, embora com a desculpa do Pão por Deus. Bom, mal não fará – a não ser ao bom gosto, que a maior parte dos fatos de compra são mais assustadores que o dia em si. Por isso lá compusemos o dela em casa, com doces cosidos numa saia de farrapos de tule. É pelo menos mais divertido.<br /><br /><em>Yesterday begun in a rather unusual way, with 3 little mice asking to talk to M. I immediately suspected of something – typical girls don’t talk to mice, or even like to be in the same room with them. But I soon found out what was going on, when I saw her dressed for school: M., whom sometimes looks like an angel, is after all a little witch. And on October 31 she is entitled to go out with her complete outfit, and to use all her magical resources to scare whoever crosses her path.<br /><br />Halloween is not a Portuguese tradition, but is surely becoming one. I don’t think I had ever heard of it as a child, but now little kids learn all about this foreign holiday at school, along with an explanation of our equivalent “Bread for God”. As I see it, the main problem about Halloween is the tasteless ready-made outfits, which are usually the scariest part of the day. Therefore, we made hers at home, with some fake candy sewn to a skirt made with tulle rags. At least, that was fun. </em></div></div></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-27136637736025896382008-10-25T12:37:00.017+01:002008-10-25T13:38:01.400+01:00O chá das 5 (um guia para mães e filhas) / Tea Party (a step-by-step guide for moms and daughters)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7iEO-dWrKUNd5ELnEIBVoPSZFdL78MlK0a_TRU8UGqBCi4aECW0iw4R1LWRTHG_UeL2Aw-fEg26yunv8mfjSJFKMCT7QqZo0KTYSilAmfrs43WxOjLPcjFfMdN2mEUQi3gmtNZvZU8BV/s1600-h/DSC07345+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261062294984638754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7iEO-dWrKUNd5ELnEIBVoPSZFdL78MlK0a_TRU8UGqBCi4aECW0iw4R1LWRTHG_UeL2Aw-fEg26yunv8mfjSJFKMCT7QqZo0KTYSilAmfrs43WxOjLPcjFfMdN2mEUQi3gmtNZvZU8BV/s320/DSC07345+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8iXsU62lVRiY3qFA9BWuNp2p23ZuB1UQKHG-a5o4pRVXwwl-VONjjvHS3MKSfaIRe5txVPoYGXj-0F7s81VJKbc9JD_20YGZuPAOUnMMe3EwbweAYJ4LgClDgtvWhdVfoJ6d78ETCpmIJ/s1600-h/DSC07346+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261062183874038770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8iXsU62lVRiY3qFA9BWuNp2p23ZuB1UQKHG-a5o4pRVXwwl-VONjjvHS3MKSfaIRe5txVPoYGXj-0F7s81VJKbc9JD_20YGZuPAOUnMMe3EwbweAYJ4LgClDgtvWhdVfoJ6d78ETCpmIJ/s320/DSC07346+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuL8q1RZdHKiMEY7NkgqbTSQosqvQ83qbOs2zW5g_r-xeWLt3Y4HeMtlHNJfLK9L1naYvdhOeNy88b7CPCWOIvtT5JF2zFSG7qF85UMbNnyyGXDNPJxWO2faIgfOdLdUfEJkzWzE8enoXr/s1600-h/DSC07351+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261061970519858674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuL8q1RZdHKiMEY7NkgqbTSQosqvQ83qbOs2zW5g_r-xeWLt3Y4HeMtlHNJfLK9L1naYvdhOeNy88b7CPCWOIvtT5JF2zFSG7qF85UMbNnyyGXDNPJxWO2faIgfOdLdUfEJkzWzE8enoXr/s320/DSC07351+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div>Mesmo que algumas meninas (como eu) não resistam ao cheirinho do caféacabado de fazer, nada tem o encanto de um Chá das 5 à antiga. Para fazer mesmo à séria, é preciso mandar uns convites bonitos para algumas amiginhas, sem esquecer de avisar que o urso ou a boneca preferida são bem-vindos. Depois, a mamã põe uma mesa a preceito, de preferência com louça de verdade, maior para as meninas e em ponto pequeno para as bonecas, porque é assim que se vai crescendo. Nada de toalhas e chávenas de plástico... e se estiverem mesmo empenhadas, até os guardanapos podem ser de pano. </div><div>.</div><div></div><div></div><div>Diante de uma mesa assim, a maior parte das meninas vai querer mesmo beber chá, mas para as mais pequenas é melhor escolher um sabor menos clássico. Os mais puristas vão dizer que as tisanas de frutos vermelhos, limão ou pêssego não são chá, mas não faz mal. A menta também vai bem, se for convenientemente adoçada. E aqui entra o açúcar, que não pode faltar nesta festa (sejam radicais noutro dia) - se tiverem cubinhos é perfeito, e o melhor é as mães nem olharem quando elas se servirem. A acompanhar, um bolo e umas bolachinhas daquelas que agradam tanto ao olho como ao paladar. </div><div><div><div><div>.<br /><div>Resultado: uma tarde única e inesquecível. Mas, se preferirem dar uma festa assim todos os dias, é melhor optarem pela comida de feltro d'A Menina... afinal, os olhos também comem, e evitam assim <em>overdoses</em> de açúcar. A mamã será a convidada de honra!</div><div>.</div><div></div><div><em>Even if some girls (like me) do not resist the smell of freshly made coffee, nothings is as charming as an old-fashioned Tea Party. If you are really serious about it, you need to send pretty invitations for a couple of your daughter’s best friends, without forgetting to mention that their favorite bear or doll is highly welcome. The table will be preferably set with real porcelain, using smaller cups and plates for the dolls. Try to avoid paper towels and plastic cups… if you want to do this impeccably, you can even choose linen napkins. </em></div><div><em>.</em></div><div></div><div><em></em></div><div><em>Before a table set like this, most girls will want to drink real tea, but for the younger ones it is better to choose a less classic flavor. Purists with say red fruits, lemon or peach tisanes are not real tea, but it doesn’t matter. Mint is also good, if conveniently sweetened. Now, you have to make sure girls have plenty of sugar available (be a health radical in another day) – and sugar cubes are simply perfect. And you should better turn away while they serve themselves! To eat, serve a cake and a plate of cookies. The result is a unique and unforgettable afternoon for all involved.<br />.<br />But, if to prefer to give a party like these every day, it is better to opt for our felt food. It can be “eaten” over and over again, avoiding the usual overdoses of sugar. Mama will certainly be the guest of honor!</em></div></div></div></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-76558478282967301062008-10-22T10:24:00.002+01:002008-10-22T10:39:04.448+01:00Adeus / Farewell<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGeGXIbT3WzeKdIEskLV8CKJ9x0-FyKn8Vf_8rMilLcdRKlpHac2o0_G4YRJAoip7ihn1-nmidTx0ir7QlHUPJM_-7UZRER3EllyVEmmHLlUhEO5QJ13Z0xjx9nqPzw-lmiA-bYFt8ajO/s1600-h/2963946210_7826279457.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259910435491049026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGeGXIbT3WzeKdIEskLV8CKJ9x0-FyKn8Vf_8rMilLcdRKlpHac2o0_G4YRJAoip7ihn1-nmidTx0ir7QlHUPJM_-7UZRER3EllyVEmmHLlUhEO5QJ13Z0xjx9nqPzw-lmiA-bYFt8ajO/s320/2963946210_7826279457.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>E pronto, a Diana segue hoje para o México, onde a espera uma nova amiga. Desejo-lhe uma boa viagem, e uma boa vida. Como podem ver, ela não podia estar mais entusiasmada!</div><br /><div><em>So today Diana is on her way to México, where a new friend is waiting. I wish her a happy journey, and a happy life. As you can see, she is bursting with excitement</em>!</div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-15312296484273769352008-10-21T19:50:00.006+01:002008-10-22T10:59:41.536+01:00O silêncio é de ouro? / Silence is gold, they say<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ8SoG1uueAvw3Zzp-EenKV0HReJzQHO7tcdYf_ekQda2Z1ZQ-SBy-uPzuChT3T48u1tLDqc2BK6yZb2oI6txb_wpsMXCDjtUOS7Yk0GEigHLIjk8wklkF617KqF5Er9iNdg4DoIaY-DeP/s1600-h/DSC07376+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259687560841185730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ8SoG1uueAvw3Zzp-EenKV0HReJzQHO7tcdYf_ekQda2Z1ZQ-SBy-uPzuChT3T48u1tLDqc2BK6yZb2oI6txb_wpsMXCDjtUOS7Yk0GEigHLIjk8wklkF617KqF5Er9iNdg4DoIaY-DeP/s320/DSC07376+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>E a palavra é de prata. Eu cá não sei, mas gosto de as ouvir tagarelar e dar risadinhas todo o dia. Não durará muito tempo, que estas manas tão unidas estão quase a separar-se. <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/silvialeite/2960317861/">Uma já encontrou uma casa</a>, as outras não devem ficar por cá muito mais tempo. </div><div></div><div>Os meus leitores (ou as minhas leitoras?) que me desculpem a franqueza, mas nem sou grande fã de bonecas de pano... só que quando sou eu a fazê-las, pontinho a pontinho, vejo-as quase como gente. Nenhuma igual a outra, nenhuma dispensável. Ainda assim, tenho a certeza que serão cobertas de mimo pelas novas donas! </div><div></div><br /><div><em>And speech is silver. I don't know, but I really enjoy hearing them chatter and giggle all day. It won't last for long; these close sisters are about to part. <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/silvialeite/2960317861/">One of them has already found a home</a>, and it seems the other two will not stay here for long, too. </em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><div><em>Truth said, I was never a big fan of fabric dolls... still, when they come out from my own hands, carefully and lovingly made stitch by stitch, they are almost like people to me. None similar to another, none easily dispensable. Thankfully, I am sure they will be absolutely pampered by their new owners! </em></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-92023170397735939762008-10-20T18:49:00.003+01:002008-10-20T18:57:46.918+01:00Como calar uma tagarela / How to silence a chatterbox<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg6YxjluHpJCIKhK9-5bf_JAR7oCpCyE9ohob-VRCKnU1wo-bA3FkwdYH3o8IPJ0iI7XhYfNZsJqGgZB7J8IpPRKZ6tzQ9_CeudR4j2NrIJXV7vEiw_JKo7kloutBysBv3Jxv7A7uw5u8a/s1600-h/DSC07360.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259296676026072898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg6YxjluHpJCIKhK9-5bf_JAR7oCpCyE9ohob-VRCKnU1wo-bA3FkwdYH3o8IPJ0iI7XhYfNZsJqGgZB7J8IpPRKZ6tzQ9_CeudR4j2NrIJXV7vEiw_JKo7kloutBysBv3Jxv7A7uw5u8a/s320/DSC07360.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>A casa está tão sossegada hoje – o que é bom, porque ainda estou a recuperar de uma gripe das fortes. Mas ainda assim, estou a estranhar o silêncio.<br /><br />Ah-ha! Agora percebo – ainda não fiz a boca às meninas! Pobrezinhas, logo elas que gostam tanto de falar. Parece-me que vou estar muito ocupada a coser esta noite!<br /><br /><em>My house is so quite today - which is good, because I am still recovering from a bad cold. Still, this is kind of weird.<br /><br />Ah-ha! I haven’t yet embroidered the girl’s mouths! Now I understand…<br /><br />Poor girls. They really like to chat. I guess I’ll be busy with the needle this evening! </em></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-23300725651363257072008-10-06T19:13:00.007+01:002008-10-06T19:54:19.027+01:00Uma festa de princesas / A princess party<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXhXZWQ1kEsflKzSa8eNmgAEsTiwxS4IBrgxJyK7prVEwurR0H1hu3NelH-mX-L_Xm156VsmbJjFE1vobhS77sHMPqv1uioWkh5dVFwp2kDw4FO7mMB57nT-j0tIeV6kAC5EhN_ze8Myf/s1600-h/DSC07274+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254115005826440562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXhXZWQ1kEsflKzSa8eNmgAEsTiwxS4IBrgxJyK7prVEwurR0H1hu3NelH-mX-L_Xm156VsmbJjFE1vobhS77sHMPqv1uioWkh5dVFwp2kDw4FO7mMB57nT-j0tIeV6kAC5EhN_ze8Myf/s320/DSC07274+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtAUHIcpnWACtQZ_8QRw-nXI911BzsrFxJifrdPVuTULxKIRIHUMJMWpP7I3DUMzYKWKoEvxsvharrvRxIjLbasyJwt4t-kK0VihN1DCAd9EyTuI2aq_ZmgA5FHyNRQcX_he-nhAiXd2AH/s1600-h/DSC07261+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254114923052727458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtAUHIcpnWACtQZ_8QRw-nXI911BzsrFxJifrdPVuTULxKIRIHUMJMWpP7I3DUMzYKWKoEvxsvharrvRxIjLbasyJwt4t-kK0VihN1DCAd9EyTuI2aq_ZmgA5FHyNRQcX_he-nhAiXd2AH/s320/DSC07261+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj0uyxsX6EcvlHN0izipOM_4IKX4ttDVIm5x2H5FHpHI8gy7e37xM8jshySjvnsvuoIEKkKPoo0W-dPFdBbmWvwvClgY3vOwc41PLBndsmC3hMWjMv7o6AAnDN3GzRq5R09Fje_yLO2PaV/s1600-h/DSC07236+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254114794133358514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj0uyxsX6EcvlHN0izipOM_4IKX4ttDVIm5x2H5FHpHI8gy7e37xM8jshySjvnsvuoIEKkKPoo0W-dPFdBbmWvwvClgY3vOwc41PLBndsmC3hMWjMv7o6AAnDN3GzRq5R09Fje_yLO2PaV/s320/DSC07236+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Esta foi apenas uma das razões que me levaram a abandonar este blogue por tantos dias – e certamente a mais divertida de todas. A M. fez 6 anos, e desta vez quis dar uma festa a sério, mas só para meninas. Mais precisamente para 15 meninas, quase todas entre os 4 e os 6 anos.<br /><br />E como entretê-las? Da maneira clássica, sem dúvida. Muitas carinhas bonitas pintadas de borboletas, um enorme e fantástico guarda-roupa ao dispor, um bolo das <a href="http://www.winxclub.com/">Winx</a>, coroas de papel para decorar, e – nunca falha – um castelo gigante insuflável para dar saltos. Mas teria corrido bem mesmo que não houvesse mais nada a não ser a inesgotável energia e entusiasmo das convidadas. Para ajudar, tivemos para nós a mais perfeita tarde de Outono.<br /><br /><em>This was just one of the many reasons that lead me to neglect this blog for so many days, and certainly the most fun of all. M’s 6th birthday was last week, and she wanted to throw a “real” party, just for girls. For 15 girls, to be more precise. </em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><div><em>And how to keep them entertained? In the classic way, for sure. Facial painting, a wardrobe fit for a princess, a <a href="http://www.winxclub.com/">Winx </a>birthday cake, paper crowns to decorate, and – always a hit – a gigantic inflatable castle to jump in. But the party would have been a success even without all this, judging for the endless energy and enthusiasm show by all the guests. All this in a lovely, almost too warm Autumn afternoon.</em></div></div></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941988259813070445.post-26208266792725984312008-09-25T15:49:00.004+01:002008-10-07T12:16:07.567+01:00(Pink) girls with the blues<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyyw0MsjlzfuH__IEsS-FUblcifsaUUdyNHxFSwJw649pL4A0ZK2_McgOSwa5skUAxC5S3dm83W-nZgY-SCF8Zte2MWde9TPolnkHwoTRKzMcJK3kKsUxjpMq-LPpBcyyAqdPKriy8KKf4/s1600-h/2882164407_25173c5b9f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249976693556421234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyyw0MsjlzfuH__IEsS-FUblcifsaUUdyNHxFSwJw649pL4A0ZK2_McgOSwa5skUAxC5S3dm83W-nZgY-SCF8Zte2MWde9TPolnkHwoTRKzMcJK3kKsUxjpMq-LPpBcyyAqdPKriy8KKf4/s320/2882164407_25173c5b9f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Porque nem só de rosa podem viver as meninas, e algumas até já estão fartas. E porque o azul é uma cor tão bonita, e vai tão bem com o ursinho dela...</div><br /><div><em>Because girls can't live on pink alone, and some of them are even tired of it. And because blue is so nice, and goes so well with her teddy...</em></div>ameninabrincahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06703403752599465557noreply@blogger.com8