Today is an officially blown day....week. Somehow, some way, both Husband-cat and I are exhausted and feeling like crap without actually being sick. Baby Flails-a-lot is disgustingly spry and has taken to reading her books to us at the top of her lungs. Her happy yodels are filling the house as I type. Thank God for Advil.
I'd bitch some more, but Husband-cat just made grilled cheese and the cheese, it calls me.
Vintage crafts are my new obsession. Baby Flails-a-lot could probably jam three of these in her mouth.
(Images via vintage toymaking books group on flickr, posted by cakeyvoice)
Visit me on Pinterest and Flickr and follow me on Twitter!