Well..mittens ofcourse.
So..What do you do when you make a hat and
a scarf that match?
Yes..you make mittens.
Since this daughter will stick her
hand in damn near anything,
especially if it's cold and wet....
I decided felting was in order.
Conversation with daughter numbers
one and two just now.
It begins with yelling and crying.
Becca: I'm sorry! blughber, hoody,
booboo...ACCIDENT!
Me: Huh
Becca: Accident, garbledty, mishy-mash,
foozle..I said ACCIDENT!
Me: Please state the nature of the
medical emergency
Becca: I don't know!
Crying has long since stopped...that
was Donna
doing the crying by the way.
Me: Donna...are you still alive?
Donna: No
Me: ok, then.
Children are indeed like tiny drunks.
Interesting how my Mom always
is saying things like
"If you want to buy me a gift..." And then
points out some expensive item.
Or.."I see something I like"
Thing is..I don't know why she
is always assuming
that I'm trying to find her a gift.
Or that I'm scouring the universe
for something she likes.
My feline is being an ass..
plus I have a cold and
a nasty kidney infection/stone
so..I'm going now.
I actually have alot more pics.
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