I couldn't face a disappointed Rooster at 5 in the morning.
The Rooster can't see the crooked seams or the mismatched edges. He thinks it's pretty ace.
This next little person something was created long before there was a little person. In my early twenties I was into cross-stitching. I have pillowcases full of unfinished work. I think that this may have been my first project. I must have known that one day I would have a little girl.
I had completely forgotten about it until I stumbled upon in the big, decluttering, clean out.
My last little something is a just a little too big something. We found this wardrobe on the side of the road just after I had a conversation with Tools suggesting that we might need one in Missy's new room.
I have spent four days painting this wardrobe, only finishing it up tonight.
You would think we would have worked this out before we striped and sanded and painted.