Brett: "Sebastian, tomorrow us boys are going to get hair cuts, okay?"
Sebastian: "No. My hair is totally perfect."
Ruby has decided to lead the life of a rock star. She stays up way too late, has multiple wardrobe changes, and a few dozen people who can't get enough of her. Oh, and she drinks a lot.
I picked up some vintage fabric last week on our way home from Oklahoma and became suddenly desperate to make something out of it tonight around 8:45 p.m. I was in the shower after my first workout of the new year (applause?) and decided it was enough for a dress for Ruby, a duvet cover for Sebastian, a pillow for the couch, and possibly quilt binding for me. I've never been more excited about 3 yards of large, brown gingham before.
What are you itching to start these days? Does a new season fill you with excitement for new projects or do those goals and lists tempt you with an anxiety attack?