Eva the Beeba the little Queen of Sheba has a new little pirate dress. I'm all smitten...firstly, because it's soft and snuggly (just like her), and secondly because I gave my favorite (non-fitting...le sigh) soft polo shirt new life. I got it second hand to begin with, so it's always been oh-so-buttery, and it made the perfect little bit of patchy goodness for the family's favorite little nearly 2yo potato head.
I sound giddy and perky. I think I'm unleashing a week's worth of pent up energy at anyone who will listen today. ;oP
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have life to catch up on. Laundry, The Chamber of Secrets with my 6yo, a flourless chocolate cake to bake with Naomi, and cats that need neuter and spay appointments. Life goes on. There is hope after the (frickin, frackin, nasty, ugly, stupid, horrible, no-good) flu. Now, we swab the poop deck.
If you or yours are suffering from it...fear not. It passes! Hugs and tissues to you.