Dear People,
I am stuck. And even though I know where my story is headed from here I can't seem to get myself there and I think it's because I'm getting hung up on some details in these particular chapters that are fairly central to my story. I think for the time being I'm just going to skip ahead and write other parts since I know what happens and then hopefully come back later with a fresh perspective.
So I'm asking for help. I need your input!
Let's say an entire city up and died/evacuated. And then pretty much no one touched it for 100-200 years (still deciding on the time period. If 100 gets you more objects, go with it). What would still be surviving for people to find? And in good enough shape to still be useful or desirable?
After touring my house I think my plastic kitchen utensils might still be around. Because of our dry climate, our metal pots and pans might make it, but in a place like Seattle they'd probably rust and corrode into oblivion. Some jewelry would survive, but I doubt it would be in very good shape. In dry enough places, I think some books would be ok, though quite fragile.
And that's basically all I've got but I feel like I'm probably missing some good stuff. Ideas?
Edit: 21,763 words. It'll do.
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Saturday, November 07, 2009
NaNoWriMo Report: Day Seven
Word count: 20,085
I only managed to squeak out a pathetic 1,002 words today. Wes stayed up ridiculously late and when I finally got him to bed and sat down I just didn't have it in me. I just kept thinking about going to bed. I'll probably end up rewriting everything I got down today. It's pretty painful to read.
BUT! I crossed the 20,000 word mark. Woot!
I only managed to squeak out a pathetic 1,002 words today. Wes stayed up ridiculously late and when I finally got him to bed and sat down I just didn't have it in me. I just kept thinking about going to bed. I'll probably end up rewriting everything I got down today. It's pretty painful to read.
BUT! I crossed the 20,000 word mark. Woot!
The Cherry Tootsie Roll Incident
Pregnancy makes me really weird about food. Like, I get really possessive (see: the Eggo Debacle of 2007). And also maybe kind of bottomless since I ate an entire Cafe Rio burrito by myself yesterday and those things are as big as your head. And I'm super open to the power of suggestion, so like if you say the words "cinnamon roll" in my vicinity you better darn well be ready to make an emergency run to the mall so I can have Cinnabon. Food billboards are a serious problem for this very reason.
Yesterday I went to the mailbox to check for new mail and saw a cherry Tootsie Roll on the ground leftover from Halloween.
You guys, I LOVE cherry Tootsie Rolls. When we went trick-or-treating with Wes he got a couple cherry Tootsie Rolls and and some Laffy Taffy and it was the best thing ever because A. he can't eat that stuff yet and B. I LOVE CHERRY TOOTSIE ROLLS AND LAFFY TAFFY (but not the banana flavor). I was really annoyed when he didn't get more and I finished it all off before we even got home.
Anyway, I saw that cherry Tootsie Roll on the ground and had an overwhelming craving for a cherry Tootsie Roll. So I picked it up and brought it inside.
I showed it to Aaron and said, "I found this on the ground outside. Would it be weird if I ate it?" To which Aaron stared at me and said, "Um, ya. It would definitely be weird if you ate it."
"Ok," I sighed. I put it on the counter. "I'm still going to have to think about it though."
Ten minutes later we were heading out the door to my parents' house for a movie night and Aaron said, "Don't forget your Tootsie Roll!"
To which I replied, "Um..I already ate it."
And then Aaron made fun of me for the rest of my life.
So this is me. Admitting to the internets that I ate candy off the ground a week after Halloween. And I liked it. And if there was any chance of finding another cherry Tootsie Roll in my front yard I'd be out there looking for it right now.
Pregnancy. It's fun.
Yesterday I went to the mailbox to check for new mail and saw a cherry Tootsie Roll on the ground leftover from Halloween.
You guys, I LOVE cherry Tootsie Rolls. When we went trick-or-treating with Wes he got a couple cherry Tootsie Rolls and and some Laffy Taffy and it was the best thing ever because A. he can't eat that stuff yet and B. I LOVE CHERRY TOOTSIE ROLLS AND LAFFY TAFFY (but not the banana flavor). I was really annoyed when he didn't get more and I finished it all off before we even got home.
Anyway, I saw that cherry Tootsie Roll on the ground and had an overwhelming craving for a cherry Tootsie Roll. So I picked it up and brought it inside.
I showed it to Aaron and said, "I found this on the ground outside. Would it be weird if I ate it?" To which Aaron stared at me and said, "Um, ya. It would definitely be weird if you ate it."
"Ok," I sighed. I put it on the counter. "I'm still going to have to think about it though."
Ten minutes later we were heading out the door to my parents' house for a movie night and Aaron said, "Don't forget your Tootsie Roll!"
To which I replied, "Um..I already ate it."
And then Aaron made fun of me for the rest of my life.
So this is me. Admitting to the internets that I ate candy off the ground a week after Halloween. And I liked it. And if there was any chance of finding another cherry Tootsie Roll in my front yard I'd be out there looking for it right now.
Pregnancy. It's fun.
NaNoWriMo Report: Day Six
Word count: 19,083
I started writing way too late tonight. Usually I start around 7:30 or so when Wes goes down but since it's Friday night we went over to my parents' house for a movie and I wasn't able to sit down until almost 10:30. It's now 12:30 and I think I might die.
Tomorrow I'll have to write about the cherry tootsie roll incident. I'll just say this: pregnancy makes me really weird about food.
I started writing way too late tonight. Usually I start around 7:30 or so when Wes goes down but since it's Friday night we went over to my parents' house for a movie and I wasn't able to sit down until almost 10:30. It's now 12:30 and I think I might die.
Tomorrow I'll have to write about the cherry tootsie roll incident. I'll just say this: pregnancy makes me really weird about food.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
NaNoWriMo Report: Day Five
Word count: 16,230
Ya. I wrote over 4100 words today. I wrote a kissing scene and did not die of embarrassment. That is a major victory.
I spent some time today going over everything I've written thus far and adding in some descriptive language. In my rush to just get my story down I've neglected physical descriptions of my characters (partly because I didn't have a clear idea of what most of them looked like until I was further along). Also, as I laid in bed last night I realized there were a few places that I could go into a really good description of something and hadn't, so I went back and remedied that today. I'd like to add a lot more since I love novels where you can really see what the author was going for, but that might have to come later as I get further in my story. The scenery keeps shifting in my head and I need to nail it down before I can write about it clearly.
Overall I'm really happy with the progression of my novel thus far. And I'm ecstatic about my pace. I keep sitting down with the aim of writing 1,667 words and every day I just find my groove and go over that goal. I hope the story keeps coming to me so I can keep it up. It's really satisfying to just sit and write and know exactly where your story is going.
Ya. I wrote over 4100 words today. I wrote a kissing scene and did not die of embarrassment. That is a major victory.
I spent some time today going over everything I've written thus far and adding in some descriptive language. In my rush to just get my story down I've neglected physical descriptions of my characters (partly because I didn't have a clear idea of what most of them looked like until I was further along). Also, as I laid in bed last night I realized there were a few places that I could go into a really good description of something and hadn't, so I went back and remedied that today. I'd like to add a lot more since I love novels where you can really see what the author was going for, but that might have to come later as I get further in my story. The scenery keeps shifting in my head and I need to nail it down before I can write about it clearly.
Overall I'm really happy with the progression of my novel thus far. And I'm ecstatic about my pace. I keep sitting down with the aim of writing 1,667 words and every day I just find my groove and go over that goal. I hope the story keeps coming to me so I can keep it up. It's really satisfying to just sit and write and know exactly where your story is going.
Dogs
I do not get people who walk their dogs by my house, let them poop in my yard, and then leave it there.
People, if I wanted to look at and pick up dog poop I would own a dog.
I really wish I knew who these people were because I would totally relocate that lovely pile to THEIR lawn with a sign that says, "You forgot something at my house! Love, Kayla" And then possibly add a smiley face because I'm all passive aggressive that way.
People, if I wanted to look at and pick up dog poop I would own a dog.
I really wish I knew who these people were because I would totally relocate that lovely pile to THEIR lawn with a sign that says, "You forgot something at my house! Love, Kayla" And then possibly add a smiley face because I'm all passive aggressive that way.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
NaNoWriMo Report: Day Four
Word count: 12,063
Today's writing was not blessed by the inspiration fairy. We've had a ridiculously busy couple of days (you should see our Google calendar from yesterday. It was almost completely blocked out) and by the time I sat down to write tonight I was feeling it. I was exhausted. My neck and back were killing me (sitting down to type for hours at a time has likely not helped) and any time I paused in my writing my mind would go to my to-do list for tomorrow. I almost completely stalled after only 800 words. After 3 3,000 word days in a row, it was a little disappointing and I was debating throwing in the towel.
Finally, after a couple Tylenol and a piece of toast I found my groove and was able to plunk out another 2000 words.
I've realized that dialogue is really hard to write. It's difficult to make sure the dialogue sounds natural and that each character has their own unique voice and doesn't just sound like me. I'm going to have to spend a lot of time in December thinking about each character's voice and then rewriting their dialogue. I'm becoming more and more grateful for my strong silent type character who has had like 3 lines total. Bless him!
Today's writing was not blessed by the inspiration fairy. We've had a ridiculously busy couple of days (you should see our Google calendar from yesterday. It was almost completely blocked out) and by the time I sat down to write tonight I was feeling it. I was exhausted. My neck and back were killing me (sitting down to type for hours at a time has likely not helped) and any time I paused in my writing my mind would go to my to-do list for tomorrow. I almost completely stalled after only 800 words. After 3 3,000 word days in a row, it was a little disappointing and I was debating throwing in the towel.
Finally, after a couple Tylenol and a piece of toast I found my groove and was able to plunk out another 2000 words.
I've realized that dialogue is really hard to write. It's difficult to make sure the dialogue sounds natural and that each character has their own unique voice and doesn't just sound like me. I'm going to have to spend a lot of time in December thinking about each character's voice and then rewriting their dialogue. I'm becoming more and more grateful for my strong silent type character who has had like 3 lines total. Bless him!
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
NaNoWriMo Report: Day Three
Word count: 9257
Today, in an effort to get the romance ball rolling, I had to introduce a hypothermic character, body heat, and a sleeping bag. Oh ya, I went there. Fellow X-Files fans should be proud (although, I did eschew the nudity. She pulled off her sweater before climbing in but come on, I have my standards) (um, she was wearing something under the sweater, FYI).
Writing continues to get easier. I had some serious focus today. The more I write the more my story just kind of pours out of me. Apparently one of my characters has the middle name of Francis, by the way. Weird how that just happens.
I do shudder at the hideousness of my writing. Several articles on the NaNoWriMo site said that November is for just getting your story down. December is for editing, so turn off your inner editor and just write, otherwise you'll never finish. After the first day I got pretty good at just...writing. No editing, no worrying about how to turn a particular phrase, I'm just trying to get my story out and on paper. As a result, everything I go back and read makes me cringe. Oh the cliches! Oh the mangling of the English language! And did I mention the cliches? Because holy cow, the cliches.
However, the basic story is there and it's moving and I'm really happy with the way it's going. December and January will likely be filled with massive rewrites, but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. For now I'm just going to celebrate the fact that I'll be crossing the 10,000 word mark tomorrow and that is no small feat.
Go me!
Today, in an effort to get the romance ball rolling, I had to introduce a hypothermic character, body heat, and a sleeping bag. Oh ya, I went there. Fellow X-Files fans should be proud (although, I did eschew the nudity. She pulled off her sweater before climbing in but come on, I have my standards) (um, she was wearing something under the sweater, FYI).
Writing continues to get easier. I had some serious focus today. The more I write the more my story just kind of pours out of me. Apparently one of my characters has the middle name of Francis, by the way. Weird how that just happens.
I do shudder at the hideousness of my writing. Several articles on the NaNoWriMo site said that November is for just getting your story down. December is for editing, so turn off your inner editor and just write, otherwise you'll never finish. After the first day I got pretty good at just...writing. No editing, no worrying about how to turn a particular phrase, I'm just trying to get my story out and on paper. As a result, everything I go back and read makes me cringe. Oh the cliches! Oh the mangling of the English language! And did I mention the cliches? Because holy cow, the cliches.
However, the basic story is there and it's moving and I'm really happy with the way it's going. December and January will likely be filled with massive rewrites, but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. For now I'm just going to celebrate the fact that I'll be crossing the 10,000 word mark tomorrow and that is no small feat.
Go me!
Monday, November 02, 2009
NaNoWriMo Report: Day Two
Total word count: 6162
I was worried the writing wouldn't come as easily to me today, but that wasn't a problem. I actually think it came MORE easily. Yesterday I kept allowing myself to get distracted (I twittered at 34 words) but today I felt like I was able to focus better. When I had to stop for a few minutes to do some research I resented the interruption. It threw off my groove!
Surprisingly, I'm having the most difficulty introducing any kind of love story aside from my one smitten minor character. With him it was easy, I just sort of had to mention it along side his other character traits and now it pops up in his actions from time to time. But with my main characters I want it to be more subtle and to just kind of happen through the course of the rest of the story. But I feel ridiculous writing it. I don't know how Stephenie Meyer didn't just cringe all through writing Twilight. My writing won't be nearly as florid and my romance is more of a side note but I'm still cringing. I NEED at least a smidgen of love story and I can't just abandon it, but it's killing me. I temporarily solved the problem by sending the male character off on an expedition of sorts for the day, but I know he has to come back sometime. And then I'll have to talk about him being handsome and possibly looking at her in a mushy way. Ugh.
I was worried the writing wouldn't come as easily to me today, but that wasn't a problem. I actually think it came MORE easily. Yesterday I kept allowing myself to get distracted (I twittered at 34 words) but today I felt like I was able to focus better. When I had to stop for a few minutes to do some research I resented the interruption. It threw off my groove!
Surprisingly, I'm having the most difficulty introducing any kind of love story aside from my one smitten minor character. With him it was easy, I just sort of had to mention it along side his other character traits and now it pops up in his actions from time to time. But with my main characters I want it to be more subtle and to just kind of happen through the course of the rest of the story. But I feel ridiculous writing it. I don't know how Stephenie Meyer didn't just cringe all through writing Twilight. My writing won't be nearly as florid and my romance is more of a side note but I'm still cringing. I NEED at least a smidgen of love story and I can't just abandon it, but it's killing me. I temporarily solved the problem by sending the male character off on an expedition of sorts for the day, but I know he has to come back sometime. And then I'll have to talk about him being handsome and possibly looking at her in a mushy way. Ugh.
My New Best Friend: The Dollar Store
So I knew about the dollar store in an in theory sort of way. It's a place where you can get stuff for a dollar. I even went a couple times in high school to look for cheap stuff to turn into jewelry (a la the sparkly snowflake necklace that I still have. Made from a dollar store ornament!) but I hadn't been back since I became a real live adult since my memories were of cheap plastic stuff I had no use for.
But today I found myself in need of a few things with no desire to spend money on them (WRAPPING PAPER is so freaking expensive) and it was on my way home so I decided to stop in.
You guys, EVERYTHING IS A DOLLAR. No joke! Like, windex? A dollar. Toothpaste? A dollar. Wrapping paper? A dollar. Wired ribbon for dressing up your $1 wrapping paper? A DOLLAR.
Lo, mine eyes have been opened and I have been converted. I got all the plates/cups/forks/tableclothes I need for a baby shower tomorrow for under $5 total. Which is likely how much just the paper plates would have cost me at the grocery store.
I got a new hairbrush because Wes wandered off with mine forever ago and I KNOW it's going to show up at some point so I couldn't bring myself to spend actual money on a temporary replacement. But, hey! A dollar! That's worth it.
I got all our Christmas wrapping stuff! I got wrapping paper and ribbon for the two baby showers I'm attending this week! I got a pack of gift boxes!
And then I called Aaron on the way home and was like, "IT WAS ALL A DOLLAR!" And he was like, "..." but I could tell that deep down he was really excited.
On a semi-related note, gift wrapping a bumbo is a lesson futility, humility, and origami. It pretty much consisted of me shouting "WHY!?!?" and throwing things and accidentally ripping my brand new wrapping paper and then trying to cover the ugly places with sparkly DOLLAR STORE! ribbon. It now look semi presentable but the shower isn't until the end of the week and I have my doubts about it holding together that long. The bumbo manufacturers should consider NOT packaging their product in hexagonal boxes anymore.
But today I found myself in need of a few things with no desire to spend money on them (WRAPPING PAPER is so freaking expensive) and it was on my way home so I decided to stop in.
You guys, EVERYTHING IS A DOLLAR. No joke! Like, windex? A dollar. Toothpaste? A dollar. Wrapping paper? A dollar. Wired ribbon for dressing up your $1 wrapping paper? A DOLLAR.
Lo, mine eyes have been opened and I have been converted. I got all the plates/cups/forks/tableclothes I need for a baby shower tomorrow for under $5 total. Which is likely how much just the paper plates would have cost me at the grocery store.
I got a new hairbrush because Wes wandered off with mine forever ago and I KNOW it's going to show up at some point so I couldn't bring myself to spend actual money on a temporary replacement. But, hey! A dollar! That's worth it.
I got all our Christmas wrapping stuff! I got wrapping paper and ribbon for the two baby showers I'm attending this week! I got a pack of gift boxes!
And then I called Aaron on the way home and was like, "IT WAS ALL A DOLLAR!" And he was like, "..." but I could tell that deep down he was really excited.
On a semi-related note, gift wrapping a bumbo is a lesson futility, humility, and origami. It pretty much consisted of me shouting "WHY!?!?" and throwing things and accidentally ripping my brand new wrapping paper and then trying to cover the ugly places with sparkly DOLLAR STORE! ribbon. It now look semi presentable but the shower isn't until the end of the week and I have my doubts about it holding together that long. The bumbo manufacturers should consider NOT packaging their product in hexagonal boxes anymore.
Sunday, November 01, 2009
NaNoWriMo Report: Day One
Today I wrote 3,041 words of my novel. To write 50,000 words in 30 days I need to write an average of 1,667 words a day so I'm a smidge ahead of the game. It's really nice feeling to know I have a slight cushion tomorrow.
As I was gearing up for NaNoWriMo I read a bunch of the blog posts and articles on the website and several people mentioned that part of the fun of writing a novel is that your characters often go and do unexpected things. And I was like, "How do they just go off and do unexpected stuff? You're the writer. You're in control. It's coming out of your head!" Except then I was writing today and it turns out one of my minor characters is hopelessly in love with one of my other minor characters in an unrequited sort of way and I was like, "Huh. Who knew?" and I swear that part just wrote itself and I had nothing to do with it. Except now that it's written I love it because you wouldn't expect that character to be all devoted to someone but he is and it's sweet and I like that it added something to an otherwise fairly quiet character. He needed that bit of development and I had no idea.
And then I wrote a scene where a bunch of my characters fell asleep around a campfire and felt a sudden overwhelming urge to go to bed. It was kind of weird.
Also, the parts that I thought would be easy to write turned out to be the hardest.
I still have a long looong way to go but it feels good to have started! I even know what I'm going to be writing tomorrow and I'm excited to get to it.
I know there are a few fellow NaNoWriMoers out there..how'd you do today??
As I was gearing up for NaNoWriMo I read a bunch of the blog posts and articles on the website and several people mentioned that part of the fun of writing a novel is that your characters often go and do unexpected things. And I was like, "How do they just go off and do unexpected stuff? You're the writer. You're in control. It's coming out of your head!" Except then I was writing today and it turns out one of my minor characters is hopelessly in love with one of my other minor characters in an unrequited sort of way and I was like, "Huh. Who knew?" and I swear that part just wrote itself and I had nothing to do with it. Except now that it's written I love it because you wouldn't expect that character to be all devoted to someone but he is and it's sweet and I like that it added something to an otherwise fairly quiet character. He needed that bit of development and I had no idea.
And then I wrote a scene where a bunch of my characters fell asleep around a campfire and felt a sudden overwhelming urge to go to bed. It was kind of weird.
Also, the parts that I thought would be easy to write turned out to be the hardest.
I still have a long looong way to go but it feels good to have started! I even know what I'm going to be writing tomorrow and I'm excited to get to it.
I know there are a few fellow NaNoWriMoers out there..how'd you do today??
The Great Pumpkin Search
Just so you know, there are NO pumpkins available on October 30th.
Aaron and I just never got around to doing the whole pumpkin patch visit with Wes this year. He's kind of too young to care and despite several attempts to get out and go, stuff just kept happening and it got postponed and then it just never happened.
Then, the day before Halloween, Marisa and I were like, "Hey! We should go get pumpkins tonight! And carve them tomorrow before trick-or-treating! The kids will love it! It'll be fun!"
So Friday night, Marisa and I hop in her car and drive to Fry's since they had a ton of pumpkins. Except they don't anymore. Alllll gone.
So we drive to Wal Mart Neighborhood Market down the street because they had a big pile all month. Except not anymore. All gone.
So we drive to one of those places that exists solely for the purpose of selling pumpkins. Sure, they have pumpkins. Little bitty ones that would be impossible to carve OR 30 pound behemoths that are going to cost us a kidney apiece.
So we go to Basha's. No pumpkins.
So we try a Wal Mart supercenter. NO PUMPKINS.
At this point we're realizing that we've basically failed at being mothers. Because all the good moms apparently bought their kids pumpkins WEEKS ago and we've totally missed the boat. And we're considering buying a spaghetti squash at Wal Mart and telling the kids it's a pumpkin and then maybe trying to carve it (or possibly just leaving it as-is on the doorstep for trick-or-treaters to puzzle over) because that's possibly the best we can do.
Finally, I suggest we stop at the Fresh and Easy right by our houses. It's on the way home and after 5 other stops, what's one more?
They have ONE LAST PUMPKIN. For $2.48. So I buy it and we decide it would be our shared pumpkin. For all 7 members of our combined families.
So on Saturday afternoon, I throw Wes and the pumpkin in the car and we head over to Marisa's to carve. I cut the pumpkin open and invite the kids to get messy. Ashlyn takes one look and runs away screaming. Wes doesn't even bother getting near the table because we were in their backyard and OUTSIDE OH MAN I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY'RE JUST LETTING ME PLAY OUTSIDE AND THERE ARE TOYS AND ROCKS AND AIRPLANES AND *passed out from excitement*. And then Marisa's new baby wakes up and needs to be fed so..I carve the pumpkin.
Marisa's husband has an ELECTRIC PUMPKIN CARVER. I've never had more fun carving a pumpkin in my life. Marisa kept me company and the kids were playing happily and the weather was gorgeous and you know what? It was totally worth the search (although, next year we'll be going a little earlier). Sure, it was all for ME, but...you know.
Hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween!
I know you can't tell, but I was Indiana Jones to Wes's mummy. Or, if a pregnant woman rocking a side pony tail, skinny jeans and knee high heeled boots as Indiana Jones offends you, I was an archaeologist to Wes's mummy. I took a class at BYU so I'm practically an expert on archaeology anyway.
Wes did great at trick-or-treating. For a little while at least. He got tired after about 5 houses but we made him press on because CANDY.Thursday, October 29, 2009
Permission to Lose
It occurred to me only after I had signed up to participate in NaNoWriMo and gotten all excited about my novel idea that it's going to be really difficult (or impossible) to keep reading at my current rate while also writing a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. I don't think that there are enough hours in the day. Or enough brain cells in my head.
So while I do not yet concede defeat to Janssen, I do give myself permission to give up reading in November if it proves to be too much. Yes, this will mean I lose the Book Wars, but seriously. I've already read 134 books and over 40,000 pages this year, which is already well over my original goal of 121 books and it's still only October. If I don't read another page this year (unlikely) I would still be really proud of my 2009 reading. It seems weird that I just barely even got my library card in 2008. What did I do with all my time??
So while I do not yet concede defeat to Janssen, I do give myself permission to give up reading in November if it proves to be too much. Yes, this will mean I lose the Book Wars, but seriously. I've already read 134 books and over 40,000 pages this year, which is already well over my original goal of 121 books and it's still only October. If I don't read another page this year (unlikely) I would still be really proud of my 2009 reading. It seems weird that I just barely even got my library card in 2008. What did I do with all my time??
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Mummy!
Here's Wes in his mummy getup before going to the library today. I think it turned out really well and he somehow managed to not destroy it in the hour he was wearing it. We got lots of compliments, which I wish he could understand because he spent the whole time getting annoyed at all the little strings coming off the muslin and begging me to unwrap him.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Change of Plans
This morning Marisa called and reminded me that this is the week we can take our kidlets to the library in their Halloween costumes for story time.
And then I decided I would not allow Wes to be lame and that he had to wear a real honest to goodness costume whether he liked it or not because you are TWO for heavens sake and you will never be more precious than you are RIGHT NOW and dang it! I'm making you a costume. A GOOD one.
Which is how it came to be that I spent like 27 hours tacking strips of torn muslin onto baby leggings and a body suit today.
He hates his mummy costume. He screamed when I tried the pants on him earlier.
He'll get over it.
And then I decided I would not allow Wes to be lame and that he had to wear a real honest to goodness costume whether he liked it or not because you are TWO for heavens sake and you will never be more precious than you are RIGHT NOW and dang it! I'm making you a costume. A GOOD one.
Which is how it came to be that I spent like 27 hours tacking strips of torn muslin onto baby leggings and a body suit today.
He hates his mummy costume. He screamed when I tried the pants on him earlier.
He'll get over it.
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