A portrait of my kids, once a week, every week (read: when life allows)
It's been six weeks and I'm behind, I know.
We've had a bout of pneumonia.
A babe turned one.
A black ninja with a handmade oak sword, and matching handmade leather sheath (guess whose lovely talented hands are responsible...)
One bachelor's degree completed. COMPLETED! DONE! O-V-E-R!
Oodles of seething, fiery jealousy as cuteness overload threatens to devour us all.
All in a
day's six weeks work, no?
Here's to hoping I manage to get myself back on track, as I do thoroughly see and feel the beauty and importance of this Project 52.