About a hundred years ago I got married. (It was actually less than 5 years ago, but man, it seems a lot longer.) We decided to have pinwheels as our wedding favor. We were getting married at my mom's house up on a hill where it was always very windy and it seemed like the perfect little thing. I got excited about the idea but I couldn't find any pinwheels on the market that were right. Kara then got the idea to make them out of origami paper, pins, and wooden dowels. It was a good idea except for the fact that they were VERY labor-intensive. She ended up making every single one herself. Like 125 of them. Each one more beautiful than the last. It was the most lovingly insane thing she has ever done for me.
Fast forward a couple years. While I was flipping through a back issue of Martha Stewart's Baby magazine I saw an article on making baby mobiles out of paper. It included an adorable one made out of pinwheels. I was a little sad because my son was already well past mobile stage and it would have been so perfect and at that point we were not sure about having another baby. Well we did. And from the second "pregnant" showed up on the digital test screen I started thinking about making this mobile. Being the procrastinator that I am I left it until right before my due date. Willa decided to show up a week early so it didn't get done. When Kara came up for Christmas this year she not only distracted my kids (and hers) so I would have a solid hour to work on it, she also gave me a self-healing cutting mat and a rotary cutter as a present. (Score!) And now Willa has a little pinwheel mobile above her crib. And all is well.