Crocodiles.

N. has been busy making crocodiles of all sizes.

This morning I found that they'd taken over his bed, forcing him to sleep on the floor.

N. is off school today. Mark and I took off work. We'll be going to parent-teacher conferences and then... who knows?

Maybe we'll make more crocodiles.

Jerrie's bag.

There are a lot of a beads...

...on the bottom of this bag. My mom made this bag for her friend Jerrie. The beaded fringe was part of the fabric that Jerrie gave her to make the bag. I like how my mom is creative in using every bit of what she has to make bags, like when she used the sleeve of a sweater to make the closure for my sweater bag.

I think Jerrie will be very happy with the results.

Temporary delay.

After becoming the proud owner of a thimble, I procrastinated for a bit and then decided to get going on my leather pouch again. After only a few stitches, my glover's needle broke. Drat! Because the thread was doubled up, I cannot easily switch out the needle; instead, I have to cut the thread and start over.

That happened on Sunday. It's still sitting just like this.

Am I the only one who dislikes starting a new thread?

The best bead.

N. went to an art camp over winter break and while he was there he made me this bead.

So cute!

Swiss chalet.

Remember my little custard cups? I came across some mugs on eBay with the same pattern (I've seen it listed as Swiss chalet or Swiss alpine). They're so darn cute.

I called my mom and told her about them, but wasn't going to buy them because the shipping price was a little crazy. I am so cheap when it comes to shipping. Seriously. Cheap.

But, after looking around and not find them anywhere else, I gave in. And, when I drink hot chocolate or tea out of them I'm glad I did.

The 100-year old boy.

Today is the 100th day of school. To celebrate, the children are dressing up as 100-year old people. It's hard to tell from this photo, but N. has baby powder in his hair to make it grey. I think this trick would work better if his hair was darker.

He's reading a news magazine, because "that's what old people read." He had fun hobbling around and acting old this morning. He wanted to know if I feel that old. Um, no, I don't. His next question was about whether or not his great-grandparents feel old. I like how he makes the leap from me to great-grandparents nearing 90, seemingly because we're practically the same age.

He was pretty spry this morning for a 100-year old boy.

Embellished.

I added some crystal sequins to the bead embroidered leather pouch. It was fun to do because it was very free form.

The amount of sparkle on this in hypnotizing. I might have overdone it a little with the crystal sequins. Maybe.

I need to get to JoAnn Fabrics today to buy a thimble. The next step involves stitching through more layers of leather and my thumb was bleeding after just a few passes.

How is it that I do not own one thimble?