I often tell J how much I love him, holding my arms straight out at my sides and saying “this much!”
He really doesn’t get that at all.
Maybe even sooner he’ll get this: I love him so much that I’m making a felt stocking for the little drooler, complete with sequins, stuffing and embroidery. I hate craftiness dealing with needles. They just TAKE SO LONG.
And, I’m always making all these mistakes. For example, I just sewed on eight sequins only to realize that despite there being dots printed on the stupid piece of felt, dots that were supposed to represent sequins, the sequins didn’t belong there. Do you know how long it takes me to sew on eight sequins? Like an eon. An eon.
Anyway, if anyone ever needs any proof of my love for that little man, all I need to do is whip out that damn stocking, whether it actually gets finished or not.
If I get it finished, there will pictures. How couldn’t there be?
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