Since I failed not starting another project, I have also failed on my stash busting attempts. I told myself that I wasn't going to buy anymore fabric before I moved unless I needed it for a project. Well, JoAnn's was having a sale on solid fabrics, and I had a premeditated setback. I have been under an incredible amount of stress, and I have been working so hard-on both my sewing job and my house projects-so I decided to treat myself. I am sure you can't tell, but I restrained myself a little bit. So, Susan, you aren't the only one to fall of the stash busting wagon. Do you feel better now? (You see, it is very important to me to support my blog friends. hee hee hee.)
On another note: this little guy was out in our backyard last night.
Have you seen anything cuter? He was all wobbly legged and barely walking straight.
Here is another photo with the sand box, just to give you some perspective on the size of this little one. He couldn't have been more than a day or two old and maybe a foot tall, if that. My husband took these photos off of our deck.
He was soooo cute.
This is exactly why I will miss living here.