Phoebe has entered this stage where she doesn't stop talking. Ever. So when she's gone to preschool, if I don't run errands, I get an eerily quiet couple hours.
But seems I've picked up the need for constant chatter. I'm talking to myself non-stop in her absence. (muttering) Also seems my brain can no longer focus if half of it isn't occupied responding to the 3yo's whims. So I'm getting nowhere, fast. (puttering)
I should make these slipcovers so I can switch them out but I bet you twenty bucks I'll be too lazy to sew in a zipper
Well, that doesn't match at all.
That's too boring for the bamboo swivel chair.
I don't have enough of any of these fabrics to make 2 cushions anyway.
Alright, off to make heart shaped cake pops. I'm hooked on the pop.
