things here are a little outta whack

son won’t nap on time anymore, goes to bed late

both kids sick

not a whole lot of sewing going on because of the above.

I’m working on losing weight, being a good wife, good mother, good to myself.

it’s been a good, but exhausting week.  


My Son’s newest favorite song:

There was a man named Michael Finnegan

He grew whiskers on his chin-again

He shaved them off but they grew in-again

poor old Michael Finnegan

(he followed me around afterwards asking if he had whiskers on his chin)  

2.5 year olds are so darn cute sometimes.