Blast 1:: Owls

I was informed many...many....many times from Little L's sibs that she was sorely lacking in toys. Mind you, this began the day she came home with me; fresh, new and thoroughly unable to hold a thing. So, you can imagine the excitement when she actually was able to grasp a finger and hold onto an object for more than a second. Then came the ultimate fun - what we fondly refer to as  the "shark attack " - that mad rush of energetic "get it in my mouth now" craziness when this babe has her grip on something. Awwww, our sweet little shark... (note: the cashmere is super soft against baby's skin and the carded sheep's wool inside makes it extra cuddly too).

Maybe this is a bit of cheating as these were made within the past 3 days as part of my destressing from a house full of strep. But maybe not so much, as I had these sweaters sitting around for ages, waiting for their new lease on life in some new form or another. See, that's completely my problem here, not wanting to "waste" any of the goodness I have laying around. Thinking I could always make something better so I had better not waste it on <insert perfectly fine idea here>. Pretty silly, huh?  That's how I ended up in this mess:

ahem, literally. sorry for that eye sore...

I admit, in the moving in, moving out (still working on that one) and all the in between...getting this space set up has been the last on the 'to do' list. Someday I say...someday...But that's a whole 'nother post.