The making of Little Boy’s Halloween costume continues. This weekend’s step was the cutting out and marking of all the pattern pieces, a.k.a. the most tedious step of any sewing project.
I can’t help but think back to this time last year, when I cut the pieces of an infant tiger costume with said infant strapped to my chest. It was exhausting. But that was back in the days of wildly unpredictable naps, so the fact that he stayed asleep for hours in the baby carrier was a blessing. That was also back in the days of working on the kitchen table in a poorly lit apartment; today, as the above picture illustrates, we have a lovely glass desk in a bright office.
We’ve been taking regular family walks lately, in the space of time between Little Boy’s dinner and his bath, but this evening the adults were rather tired.
Husband: “Are we going for a walk tonight?”
Me: “It’s kinda dark… What do you think?”
Husband: “There are a lot of mosquitoes…”
Me: “We’re on the same page then.”
Little Boy: Crawls into hallway, where he picks up his shoes and sticks them in his dad’s face.
We went for a walk.