the price we pay...

So I saved a couple of bucks today jazzing up our old, horribly nasty, sun-bathed stroller.

I think I like it.

Was it worth the time it took and the resulting mess? I'm not quite so sure. Not only do I now have to clean up all of my sewing gear and tools for assembly... but I've also got to pay for my lack of direction and guidance as a mother. Nobody ever dies while I craft because I can hear the screaming, but I tend to tune most things out. I finish my project and then lift up my head to see....

I am promising myself not to start any projects for 1 week. Hold me to it. If I post a craft project, I need to be reprimanded.

Where did this day go?

PS my kids ate a loaf of wonder-bread for lunch. Yikes.