My healer quilt is in the wash, the therapist comes in two hours and I have two days to make a second quilt for the church auction, when I’ll be gone most of today. I’m frantically working my fingers off, so I figured you’d all forgive me as long as I post baby pictures.
This picture terrifies me. Where’d my baby go? Who’s this small child?
Who’s this small child with six pointy teeth?
I keep wanting to spend as much time outside as possible before the hot weather moves in, but since Atticus is still immobile, that gets to be a little tricky. I finally pulled out the Pack n Play, tossed him inside with half the contents of his toybox and let him have himself a little toy orgy in there.
Since this picture was taken Atti has decided that he is so over the whole patching thing, and hasn’t let us patch him for weeks. We go back to the doctor on Monday where we’ll get special drops to put in his eyes to use instead.
Lobo and Atti are still best of friends. In fact, I just had Atti laying across my lap taking a bottle, and Lobo jumped on the desk, wound through the mess of glasses and papers, crawled down on top of him, and laid down for a snuggle. It’s like I have the dog babysitter from Peter Pan.
OK, I’ve got to get back to the sewing machine. I probably would have been done with this by now if I hadn’t had the bright idea of doing another big embroidery piece. Oy. Sometimes I need a good shaking.