I finally (a week late, so I’ll cut myself some slack) finished this little dude…
the linen looks blotchy, cause I couldn’t wait for the water to dry after I erased the pen…
He’s motif #1 from the Doodle Stitch-A-Long…
I also made mittens for some of D’s schoolmates… I now consider myself an expert preschool-mitten-maker. I’ve made almost 15 in less than 2 weeks, so … my technique is improving…
I didn’t put names on the ones I made for my own kids, because I sorta made them to be throw-aways, after our snow weekend last weekend, but since these kiddos will only have 3 hours of snow tomorrow (if it lasts that long in the sun on the sand, it was 80 degrees today!), I only made 1 pair each… pink for the girls, blue for the boy. My American Studies-self cringes at the gender-stereotyping I’m thrusting at these little people, but I didn’t have time to ask for color preferences, and they’re only going to be wearing them for 3 hours (if that), so I’m just gonna stick with what’s safe and breathe through the discomfort.
speaking of discomfort, I dunno WHAT is wrong with this one, but she is just a MESS. so there’s not actually much crafting going on here right now. she asks me to hold her, then hits/kicks/yells at me till I HAVE to leave her so she will hopefully learn not to treat people (ESPECIALLY me) so badly, but as soon as I’m gone, she’s a crying, melting, DISASTER, BEGGING me to come back. she fell asleep on the floor, leaning on my legs, next to where I was sitting in the hallway tonight. (I was honoring MLK day with a non-violent sit-in outside her door).
hopefully we will all survive this rough time. I almost bought myself these shoes tonight to make myself feel better, but then I decided that purchasing them (since they’re COMPLETELY unnecesary and impractical) would merely punish my husband (who has to pay for my treats/shoe therapy), so I refrained.
So now I’m off to bed, feeling like I’m an exceptionally good wife, awesome preschool parent, and decent mother of an almost completely potty-trained little one.
