Even though I was still a bit shaken from Friday's "falling out of the cart" episode, Saturday was already planned for. The plan: drive to Sarah's and make a sock monster.
The real plan: WAY more fun than that.
Laura, Rebekah (the college girl who lives with us and takes care of Sydney when I'm teaching), Sydney and I drove up to Portland (after my grueling 4-hour play practice) Saturday afternoon and were greeted at the door by smells of Lebanese food, two dogs, one darling niece, and my tall brother Tyler (maybe someday he'll resent me always calling him "my tall brother" but I'm the older sister, so I guess I can do what I want).
The dogs, the niece, the brother and my own sweet child quickly headed out, but the food stayed. Along with my SIL, friend Emily, and sister Andrea. We gathered our socks around us, and Sarah tutored us through the cuts and stitches and stuffs and accessorizing. By the end of the day our group had grown from six to thirteen. Quite impressive.
Although I am only moderately crafty, I had such a grand time. My own little monster (pink...natch) has a little smirk that tells me she might be eating the cookies Rebekah is making today. I'm checking the cookie jar tomorrow morning, to be sure. I've stolen the pictures off Sarah's post to show you just what mischief we were up to. We all followed the same pattern from this book, but each monster had a personality all its own. Sydney has taken to letting Boo--as we have named her--be her tv buddy. She doesn't haul her around the house much, but on the couch the little monster is good company.
I think Rebekah and I will each whip up another monster or two this week, to make sure that that Boo and Green Monster don't get too lonely.
One can never have enough friendly monsters in the house.