So, I accidentally washed a diaper, which would be really fantastic if we used cloth diapers. But we don't. And boyhowdee those disposables make a mess. Our washer is now protesting by way of not draining. Great. Ryan even unhooked the tubes and removed the back and wiggled things around inside last night. He's a most phenomenal wiggler. Didn't work. So the clothes have been schlopped out on the garage cement and I with laundry beginning to pile. I've decided I'm just going to make them new clothes instead of washing them. I think that's what Meg is doing during her Kid's Clothing Week Challenge.
Then this morning Ryan made pancakes for breakfast. He thought he put a jar of homemade chocolate sauce in the microwave. Turns out, they were chipotle peppers. It confused my senses. I tried to smear the peppers on my pancake, but I just couldn't do it.
In other news, I've had birds appearing in my life. Someone left the back door open last week and I walked into the sewing studio to find a bird perched on my sewing machine. I loved it! Then, just the day or two later, I was running Azure to school, scolding the two babiest of dills for not being buckled when they chirped up that there was a bird in the car. They were telling the truth. I'm wondering if these are signs. Signs of what, I don't know.
Anyhow. I can't quite show you yet what I've been sewing during KCWC, well besides the swimsuit yesterday. One of my least favorite things to do: I've just finally swapped out the winter clothes for the summer clothes. Or other way around. Whatever. Clover has a serious lack of pajamas, but she and Azure are the same size [let's be honest, Azure is actually even more petite than Cloves, bless her hungry little heart]. Clover always wants to wear tutus to bed anyway, so maybe I shouldn't worry about it....but you know me better than that.
*yes, I realize I made two words up in this post. any typos, however, are purely accidental and part of my charm.