We are currently without vehicular transportation.
The weather is freezing us out (or rather in).
And it is only February.
So we have no where to go but upstairs, downstairs, downstairs again, or downstairs one more time.
In case you didn't follow that,
we live in a 1950's quad.
Oh yeah.
We are cool like that.
Back to the stir crazy part.
I went to my designated craft storage space.
A.K.A "the yellow room",
(so named because I painted it yellow).
As I was noting my supply stash,
I had some childhood flashbacks of making
toothpick people,
clothed with embroidery floss.
I rounded up some necessary doo-das,
gave a few instructions (or are they "destructions" when kid crafting?)
Then I left the kids to their own devices.
I think they turned out pretty cute.
The cool-o-roonies even made their clothespin dolls their own abode.
Not too shabby.
I wish I had a pom-pom pillow.
Check out the size of that medal she is wearing.
I wonder what she won?












