This one is concerts, rehearsals, graduations, dinners, LAUNDRY. There were no washing machines in the Sahara! That's why it felt like Christmas. Other people's children's board shorts and towels keep multiplying like cuckoos' babies in my laundry basket.
Just twenty minutes before the Christmas concert last night (the third in two weeks I might add) we realised we had given away all the small Yuletide cossies. So in the spirit of Christmas, here is a twenty minute insta- costume.
1. No fabric paint, just good ol' Jo Sonia's gouache for the hands.
2. We ARE potty training and in fact had our first win yesterday but I hasten to assure you this is also Jo Sonia's paint in Provincial Beige. Flossy was not impressed with having it schmeared on her feet until she realised it tickled and was fun. I recommend using a naked child for this activity as they can share the paint around a bit.
3. This bit she loved!
4. Ta Da! What is it, you ask?
5. Look away, Buttonphobes. With the addition of some hastily stitched buttons from her own stash we're cooking with gas!
Now one is able to join the polite hoi polloi at one's myriad Christmas functions. Look at how over it Lala is. Blah Humbug indeed!
A Christmas cuddle from the tallest elf in the room.....
...finished off with ice creams on the tallest hill in the city.
One can donna this dashing ensemble and go anywhere. She has even been spotted prancing amongst the blitzen on the High St this very morning. Little Vixen!
The self-bedder is back and has an accomplice now. Shoryt just disappears when she has had enough and crashes on our bed. May be time for Santa to bring a new bed!
2. We ARE potty training and in fact had our first win yesterday but I hasten to assure you this is also Jo Sonia's paint in Provincial Beige. Flossy was not impressed with having it schmeared on her feet until she realised it tickled and was fun. I recommend using a naked child for this activity as they can share the paint around a bit.
3. This bit she loved!
4. Ta Da! What is it, you ask?
5. Look away, Buttonphobes. With the addition of some hastily stitched buttons from her own stash we're cooking with gas!
Now one is able to join the polite hoi polloi at one's myriad Christmas functions. Look at how over it Lala is. Blah Humbug indeed!
A Christmas cuddle from the tallest elf in the room.....
...finished off with ice creams on the tallest hill in the city.
One can donna this dashing ensemble and go anywhere. She has even been spotted prancing amongst the blitzen on the High St this very morning. Little Vixen!
The self-bedder is back and has an accomplice now. Shoryt just disappears when she has had enough and crashes on our bed. May be time for Santa to bring a new bed!
