Hello again.

Time to get back at this whole blogging thing. For now, I'll focus on documenting my sewing projects.  I'll probably share about our family's adventures--our travels, our wacky old home, our frequent invasions by neighborhood goats.

Our newest adventure started today as our first-born started school.  "Mama, I need a sperm whale shirt to go with my sperm whale backpack." OK, then. Not sure if he's spoiled or just has more-than-average amounts of autonomy when it comes to fashion design, but he got his shirt. He got his backpack, too, but that hasn't been photographed yet.  Not with the good camera, anyway!  It has been filled and dumped, and filled again, and dragged through the yard, and off to school.  But no photo (yet).

The shirt has a mommy whale, a daddy whale, and a baby whale. "But shouldn't there be a fourth whale? Maybe a baby sister whale?" "Nope." The child knows what he wants. Always. He chose exactly which whales, exactly where to put them, and exactly which color blue to use around their edges.