I have been a little absent this week because, well, it was my birthday and I was busy celebrating. By being lazy. By filling my evenings with going out to movies and staying in for movies and sewing until the last possible moment in the evenings. While watching movies. So it hasn't been a very blog heavy week. And I despite all the sewing, I don't have a finished project to show for it, (its taking me awhile) so I thought I'd share a little gift wrapping idea with you. Because look what was on my plate at breakfast on my birthday morning: I know! How cute it that? It was the Little Dude's idea of course, combined with a little help from creative Hubs.
Here he is, demonstrating how to put it all together (once I had taken it all apart of course).
And here's my present.
The Little Dude assures me that he picked these out all by himself, but I can see Hubs guidance at work here too. Which is good. Because although L.D. and I share many interests, I don't think my wardrobe needs a pair of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle earrings.
Oh my Little Dude! There is no way to gather up all the cliches and lay them out in an original manner, so I'll just say this; how is it possible that they grow up so fast, and yet take forever to grow up? This kid is just a crazy little mass of contradictions these days. One moment he is a sweet little cat, lying in the sun....
...and a split second later he is a feral dog; a twisting, torquing muscle burst of energy and incoherent babble. That picture pretty much sums it up. And I, along with him am all contrary, at one moment cuddling him close, loving his chatter and enthusiasm and wildness, and the next moment at my wits end with all the crazy and the running and the screaming (and the glaaaaavin!) and doing the math on how long it will be until he is in school full time, enough of this every-other-day nonsense! sigh.
But as the birthday this week reminded me, time marches on whether you want it to or not. And so the inevitable will happen and slowly but surely he will grow up. And I will breath another sigh. Whether it is one of relief or regret only time will tell. And knowing me, it'll probably be both.
Comments