I thought I would re-post some of my favorite early posts (from back when no one was reading them) in honor of my one year blogiversary this month. I just can't believe a year has already flown by and my three-year-old is four now. He is my sweet boy.
"King of the wild frontier."
I have a nursing infant, a house to pack because we're moving in two weeks, a house to finish remodeling because we're moving in two weeks, approximately thirty-seven unwashed or unfolded loads of laundry on any given day, a husband and small child who enjoy eating regularly and, oh yeah, Halloween is this month!
Think. Think. Think.
We happen to have a coonskin cap that I picked up at Bass Pro Shop a while back.
Hmm. I can work with that.
After a fast trip to Wal-Mart at midnight last night where I picked up a tan turtleneck, khaki pants and a little over 3 yards of leather-like fringe, and armed with my never-fail glue gun, my boy is Davy Crockett.
No sewing required.
By the way, have you ever tried to hunt down a Wal-Mart employee to cut fabric for you at midnight?
After getting that accomplished, nothing is beyond my reach!
Watch out, bears, he's comin' for ya!
To turn the turtleneck into a collared shirt, make a cut down the front center to the seam and open it up.
Easy-peasy and done!
Now, what to do for the baby?