meet mr. bad boy. the kids made him after listening to a scary book on tape (or on mp3 player technology). they totally freaked themselves out and couldn’t sleep if he was in the house.
i happen to think he is terribly cute. and amazing. i love his legs.
old bocce ball left in the backyard, sticks, fabric scraps, a bit of paint and a lot of hot glue=mr. bad boy.
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eliza came home from her first day of kindergarten and asked for a duck. a toy duck. a soft toy duck. i think i would have tried to catch the moon for her that day. so, of course i could make her a duck. but our sewing machine is broken, so hot glue would have to do.
a duck with a colombian bead eye warranted the duck’s name jenny. : )
for the record: this duck was not. quite. right. and spends her days in the bottom of the animal basket.