This week has been filled with sickness. Now the Big Boys may have it.
Lord help me. So, the first thing I did after getting the Little Boys down
was escape to the quilt studio. HA! I WISH it was the quilt studio.
It is more like a mud room. I need to have some fantasies, OK?!
There are also 2,000 books in there.
Well, some fantasies are harder to create than others.
My mom hates to sew in it with me because if something hits the floor,
it gets dirty. Sorry mom, you've forgotten the reality of having KIDS
at home. Kids that play in the dirt and forget to take their
shoes off when they come in. Don't ask why it does not get swept.
OK- you asked. I do sweep it, but we also have a dog that sheds
tumbleweeds of hair and even though he is 98% outside,
that hair gets inside. Blast that wind. Also, the floor
inexplicably collects matchbox cars and thread/ fabric scraps.
Speaking of fabric...
Lord help me. So, the first thing I did after getting the Little Boys down
was escape to the quilt studio. HA! I WISH it was the quilt studio.
It is more like a mud room. I need to have some fantasies, OK?!
There are also 2,000 books in there.
Well, some fantasies are harder to create than others.
My mom hates to sew in it with me because if something hits the floor,
it gets dirty. Sorry mom, you've forgotten the reality of having KIDS
at home. Kids that play in the dirt and forget to take their
shoes off when they come in. Don't ask why it does not get swept.
OK- you asked. I do sweep it, but we also have a dog that sheds
tumbleweeds of hair and even though he is 98% outside,
that hair gets inside. Blast that wind. Also, the floor
inexplicably collects matchbox cars and thread/ fabric scraps.
Speaking of fabric...
I laid them out two ways. My favorite is the one on point, above.
9 done, 24 more to go.