I love my bloggy friend Kristen for her craziness as a mom and her crazy passion for helping orphans. Her blog {We are That Family} is wildly popular with moms and I’m also a big fan! She has given me permission to post this incredible project on my blog to help spread the word. I want to challenge all my crazy readers to join in the fun and help dress orphan girls in Africa. I don’t sew, but I can definitely drive to Target and buy some adorable pillowcases… so can you! Lets rock this party and help this amazing cause!
DIFOP: Using Pillow Cases to Dress the Poor
I am SO excited to tell you about our newest project that will actually be for June and July: pillow case dresses for little girls in Africa!
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IF YOU DON’T/CAN’T SEW———>PLEASE KEEP READING!!!
One of my readers suggested this project and directed me to Little Dresses for Africa. This is a wonderful non-profit organization that is providing simple, sweet dresses for children in Central Africa, hit hard by the AIDS epidemic. Many of these children are orphans cared for by sibling and sometimes clothes are a luxury. This organization also holds classes during the dress distribution to educate the kids on sanitation, nutrition and family skills.
I was a little worried about the sewing part of this project because I want these DIFO projects to be easy enough for whole families to get involved. And every time I attempt sewing, I break a needle or I trip on something (that last part is probably totally unrelated). So, I asked Twitter for help. I was simply overwhelmed with the response of 15 seamstresses who are donating their time and skill to create dresses from the pillowcases we collect in June!
Our goal: ONE-HUNDRED dresses!!

A special thanks to the seamstresses:
Sweetie Berry, MollyFulton, My Blessed Life, Joy in the Journey, Mommy Daily Vent, robinvisbal, Amy_G, Parris Ponderings, Smock Lady, My Soul Reflects, One Stitch Rachel, Signing Charity, Little Miss Random, Troop Petrie, Shouting for Ha, Our Life Upstaestate, Beth Sew Anyhow, Cheerios UnderFoot, Angie.
June 1-30 PILLOW CASE/MATERIALS DRIVE
We need 100+ new or lightly used pillowcases!!
July 1-31 SEAMSTRESSES MAKE DRESSES/MAIL

Items you can send for this project:
- New or gently used pillow cases
- Double bias tape
- 1/2 inch elastic
- thread
- air tight vacuum space bags
- money to help with shipping (I will be dividing supplies and shipping to seamstresses. I will also provide them with a postage-paid envelope to mail completed dresses to the organization).
If you sew and would like to complete your own pillow case dress(es), please send them to the address below. If you can make your own dresses, please note that you DO NOT have to use actual pillow cases, elastic, bias tape, etc. Make them in your own unique way and they WILL be sent to Africa! Here is the dress pattern that the organization suggests.
You can mail these items to:
We are THAT family
8000 Research Forest Dr. Ste. 115-110
Spring, TX 77382
OK, my Crazy readers… what do you think? I want to hear your thoughts – leave me comments. Also, please feel free to share this project on your blogs, too. You can shout out on FB and rally up the troops to start making Pillow Case dresses for orphan girls! Together, we can make 100 dress goal!




reputation. We were Grand Hotel newbies, but quickly caught up by the end of the week. I was so excited to find the recipe online and wanted to share the delicious dessert with my crazy readers. I hope you enjoy and don’t gain a pound or two devouring this tasty Mackinac treat.



town and met people who have worked and lived ‘summers’ on Mackinac Island for over 40 years. Zoie loved meeting Mr. Ron who drove a horse taxi with Peanut and May. She was fascinated when the horses did big poops and pee pee on the street. They even have special poop scoopers that smile when they work to keep the streets clean. She made friends with all the “shop” dogs too… her favorite, Miss Sadie, a precious golden retriever who 























In a large resealable plastic bag, combine the soy sauce, sesame seeds, garlic, oil, brown sugar, pepper and hot pepper sauce. Pierce steak on both sides with a fork; place in the bag. Seal and turn to coat; refrigerate for 8 hours or overnight.






I snubbed the garage gym for a comfy spot on the couch with my Brookstone laptop pillow. The joy of responding to your emails and questions about adoption has limitless power over me. I can’t stop. Your support, cheers and comments fill me up with energy and spunk, the kind I used to feel on a brisk walk tugging Zoie up a hill in her stroller. I still take walks in the evenings, but my awesome hubby is there to share the load. It’s our time to talk and share about our day… he gets to hear all about you!
kiddie pool wrapped in my new long cover-up from Target. I look chic and the bloggy fluff is concealed.
I need to sell 100 shirts this month to keep up on our goal for paperwork payments coming up. Every T shirt you purchase on my blog helps bring home our daughter from Ethiopia. 100% of proceeds goes directly into our adoption account. Please wear our T shirts and pray for our family and crazy 2nd adoption adventure this year! We are currently updating our homestudy, but ready to start the dossier soon! Tell your friends and family… help spread the news:)



“So I’m sitting here racking my brain, to think of a fun story about my mom, and all I can think of is how sweet and sentimental my mom is. Aside from my dad, she loves her children more than anything in the world. I have two older brothers, Erik & Rune, and we fought like cats and dogs throughout our entire childhood. Still DO sometimes! :) She was a serious trooper for putting up with us for so long! And now with the added spouses, 5 grandchildren (with three more on the way!) One for us, and two for my bro, and sis-in-law in Oregon also adopting from Ethiopia, and 3 dogs!! It’s usually chaos when we are all together (which is about twice a year.) But my mom loves it. She loves having us close, and being so far away from all of us is so difficult for her and my dad. She has been knitting these hats and sweaters since we were babies. When I was very little, she even knitted my dresses. In Norway, when my mom was a little girl, all the girls had to learn to knit. She excelled at it. Of course, she’s an amazing seamstress too, always making us costumes for school and special occasions. When we were young, we didn’t realize how special the things she made for us were. And as a girl, anything different from the norm, was not so cool to wear. My mom’s sweaters, while beautiful, stood out in junior high, so I wasn’t super gung ho about them. Now, I can’t wait to get my next one. All of us siblings argue over who gets the next one because we love them.



















“…my husband Frank got home from 12.5 months in Afghanistan 2 weeks ago and I had a Simply Love tshirt here waiting on him. He loved it, wore it the next day and I took this picture after we left our daughter Z’s school from having lunch with her (he’s with our sons R and L). Our Zoe is the one who caught your Zoie’s name in the shirt before we even saw it and she thought it was the coolest thing. We wear our Simply Love shirts EVERYWHERE… I have people ask me about it at the gym, at grocery stores, etc etc etc. LOVE IT!”
re-direction and roadblocks. We held on with flexibility and trusted God to be our fearless leader through Haiti. He was our guide, security, protector, and adventure host on a Wild Goose Chase! I prayed our team would be able to minister to orphans everyday and despite all the craziness – He did it! The road blocks and detours opened doors for orphan ministry, food distribution, street ministry, 5 hour border ministry, road side guard silliness (guard + machine gun + rooster!)
The precious boy at the border crossing recognized our bus and new friends and ran toward us SMILING… something clicked in my heart. This boy experienced love from our team – mother’s care and hugs from dads and a little spoiling too. As we hung out the windows of the bus to say good-bye, he proudly held up his 2 day old flip flops, despite being back in his torn, filthy rags, but this time 
















