I'm ready to start sewing the baby's rag quilt but yesterday while I was resting someone [Sam] decided to "touch" my machine and when I sat down to sew some burp clothes later that afternoon my presser foot had magically disappeared. I'm still waiting for it to magically reappear. While looking for the foot I found that Sam had also taken scissors to a skein of embroidery floss and cut it into tiny clumps of thread.
Sam is very different than Elijah. He manages to get himself into so much mischief because he has to push all the boundaries. He is my curious George to the "T". He has been banned from unsupervised use of markers, scissors, hand sanitizer and baby wipes among other things. The kid just can't help himself.
Last night he came to Josh and I looking like this:
He's my darn cute bundle of trouble. Man, I love that kid!
1 comment:
sam sam, that is very very pretty!
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