That means craft room! craft room! craft room! That’s one of Oscar’s chants. It’s a favorite treat of his to be airlifted over the baby gate and into the forbidden craft room where he gets to sit on the tall chair at my craft table and play with the "craft room cars". Today I’ve been battling a horrible achy cold thing and hiding inside from the oppressive heat* so we’ve been hitting all indoor activities, including a good chunk of time in the craft room. This afforded me the opportunity to finish up this little bunny I’ve been working on. Oscar’s bunny. He was so interested in what I was doing. That’s a first. He was saying "doll" and wanting to squeeze it while it still had all the pins in it. I asked him if he thought it was cute and I got a "cuuuUTE!" So I told him I’d finish it up for him and he actually played with it for a while. Smashed pegs in his workbench with it and showed her how to use the hammer. So it’s Oscar’s bunny. Another bunny for Oscar — he wasn’t so interested in the first one.
I was inspired last week by this penguin’s pleasant shape to make a similar shaped bunny. I used basically the head from buttercup and the wee body and tweaked and voila bunny. She totally reminds me of Pat the Bunny bunny.
Going in for a bunny kiss
So some crafting accomplished. Not enough Oscar patience to tackle the next doll I have cut out ready to be sewed up. Maybe tonight. Or maybe Nyquil.. I tried some other nighttime cold remedy last night and was up until 1am! Not tonight. It’s just me and my old pal nighty nyquil.
* managed to squeeze both my favorite complaints into one sentence: being sick and the crappy weather. sweet.