
I had a dream I carved a witch doctor stamp to use for my Haunted ATCs this year and I used some skull beads
(that Suesue gave me last year or the year before) as a shrunken head for his staff. Seemed like a good idea, so here we are so far!
I went ahead and carved a staff for him as a back-up, but my plan is to make a staff using a twig, a skull bead and some jute (or something). I don't really have a clear idea of how that staff is going to come together just yet, but I'm sure it will firm up eventually.
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Tonight was the first time in a LONG time I've had a chance to do much of anything creative. I miss it! I feel like I need about four extra hours in the day to get back to creating regularly. Lynn was in Houston all last week up to his eyeballs in getting his people back up and running after Ike left his mark. This, in turn, left me up to my eyeballs in single parenthood. I have a new found appreciation for single parents. Getting three kids up, dressed, fed and out the door by 7:30a by oneself is a MAJOR undertaking. It gets done, but not without constant reminding on my part and lots of whining and foot dragging on their part. Why? I don't know. Karma, I'm guessing. Anyway, we pick up the carpool kids and get to school around 7:45a. We see them all off and head back to the house to get Caleb ready for speech therapy or pre-school depending on the day. Then we drop him off at the appropriate location. Molly and I head out for errands or head home after that. Molly then wonders and wanders, where is Caleb? We pick Caleb up from school and then head home to meet Logan. Then it's playtime, snack, homework and (depending on the day) soccer practice for Logan, soccer practice for Caleb (and Lynn is Caleb's soccer coach this year), Cub Scouts for Logan, dealing with PTA business that I did not sign up for but instead had ambushed upon me (an entire other post, trust me), and of course the usual stuff: feeding the kids, bathing the kids, doing the laundry, keeping the house (somewhat, ha ha) straight.
On the weekends it's a fun sort of busy: soccer games for both boys, Sunday school for both boys and did I mention we sort of got ambushed into being assistants in Caleb's Sunday school too? We felt it would be too much to take on volunteering full time at church this year with everything else going on only to find out there weren't enough people to cover the pre-k 4 enrollment and if replacements couldn't be found the classes would have to be downsized (or something, I'm a little foggy on how this actually happened as I was not present when "we" volunteered) and now Lynn and I are tag-teaming as teacher's assistants at Sunday school. And really, it's a lovely little group of children...with the exception of a handful: the miniature terrorist who throws a fit because her red crayon isn't red enough, tosses her book on the floor because everyone else is turning their pages too fast, cries because her cotton balls aren't fluffy enough; the trouble-maker who works really hard to instigate mischief with other kids; the kid who consistently falls prey to the trouble-maker. I will be suggesting assigned seating to the teacher next Sunday and hopefully that will take care of two problems straight away.
And now my pity party over. High fives to the single parents out there and more power to you!

