babes in joyland
Here are two more little darlings. I saw them several times over the course of the day. The wings were quickly bedraggled, but not surrendered, no matter how limp and twisted they became. The fluffy skirts got more and more crumpled and grungy looking. The floral crowns molted petals. I saw them on the way out, both piled in the stroller, looking like a couple of Anne Geddes urchins, sleeping like kittens
Beautiful little Belle here is obviously Daddy's girl and holds his heart in her two tiny hands. Her face is painted like a yellow buterfly to match her dress. I told her that she looked very pretty and she graciously replied, "Thank you vewy much."
Here we see an assorted cluster of princesses (Cinderella, Jasmine and - umm, someone in pink) strutting their stuff in front of the shop where mums and dads drop bundles of bucks to dress their darlings to the nines. Jasmine gets to wear pants. I wanna be Jasmine. Guess I oughta watch the movie first, though.
The entry to California Adventure is marked with the word California spelled out in giant letters. We had time to kill while waiting for the rest of our crew. I played with letters and poses. Here is my imitation of an Anne Geddess infant sleeping angelically on a giant letter C. I look rather more like a clean but psychotic brain-eating alien. Maybe the kid was right after all.
OK, here's the start of Dave's log-cabin pattern table runner. Those colors are soooo gorgeous! He spins and dyes masterfully.Tomorrow, the old pro will be spending the whole day administering GED tests in another county. As in - leave the house before 6AM and get home sometime afte 7PM More fiber content on Tuesday. I finished the tuxedo vest and am starting a matching shell for me. Oh, and there are toe-cozys for a friend with a broken ankle in a cast. More fiber content on Tuesday.