scrapper

Phoebe jumped into her own scrapbook with zero encouragement. She found the album and pocket pages I bought her, appropriated my paper cutter, glue stick, corner rounder, gel pens and went to town with my pile of unused photos. Her pages are pretty awesome so far. I would share them but I would have to get up from under this blanket, move all these hexes and go into the other room. So I'll do it later. For my hexes, I think I'm going for the afghan instead of stopping with a pillow. Because to make a pillow I'd have to figure out how to make half hex's and finish the edges and sew it all up. Further evidence of my laziness.

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