Daily Productivity: Sunday

Well, I broke the Sabbath to keep in line with my Daily Productivity challenge. What else could I do? Rest? You must be out your mind. Hopefully the deadbolt will hold back the Pharisees who are surely returning from the dead to sentence me to eternal damnation.

I spent Cash's naptime sewing these chicken-inspired baby items out of some cotton flannel I've had for ages. I bought it last year during my 5am Joann's run the morning after Thanksgiving. Let this be a lesson to you: If you think you're in your right mind to shop the sales at 5 am after you just spent a day gorging yourself with food, You're not. Look at me. I bought chicken flannel. Two whole yards of it.

I made the pants using my trusty tracing method, but they are so tiny. I'm just not sure they're going to fit a real live baby. And I finally tried out the scalloped blanket from Amy Karol's Bend-the-Rules Sewing, but I'm not that pleased with how it turned out. The scallops are a bit wonky. I think you need a practice round or two before you get this one right. Maybe if I enlarged the scallops so the curve was a bit wider they wouldn't get to choppy. Hmmm. . . Now I just need to find a chicken-loving baby.

In non-sewing news (yes, I have a life outside of my sewing room) we just found out our kid is a dweeb. He insisted on wearing this giant man-sized hat all yesterday morning at the zoo. This picture just has "dweeby kid" written all over it, doesn't it? And look at him surrounded by all of these baby goats. I usually hate the goat area, but Cash loved it. He just ran around brushing goat after goat after goat. He even tried to kiss one. He's like a little Swedish goat boy or something. Maybe it's all that Sound of Music we sing before bed every night. Nope, I'm not joking. . . but I really wish that I was.