Last night was Taylor's spring music concert. He plays the clarinet in the beginners band. They did really well. We actually left after his set of songs because the boys were being noisy and disturbing the other people (and Joe was working late). Not to mention that Taylor's band was first and the concert was supposed to last 1 1/2 hours. I'd like to think that I did a great service to the people around me.
A few weeks ago I appliqued a turtle onesie for Sawyer. It's the same fabric as the jacket that reminded me of sliced green olives. It also reminded me of a turtle shell, so that's what the scraps became. Last night (10:30 p.m.) I decided he needed shorts to match his shirt. I sewed the shorts and as I was clipping the last of the stray threads with my thread snips, I snipped a hole right in the back of his shorts! (I didn't have any fabric left to make another pair, so I zigzagged over the hole. It was a triangle about the size of a pencil eraser.) I think this just proves that you shouldn't sew when you are tired. (I fell asleep before Grey's Anatomy was over -- 10:00, but wanted to sew when I woke up. Dumb.)
Happy Mothers Day!