Tuesday, March 18, 2008
:brooches and baby breakfast:
Here are some other simple brooches I made for the Fair. This time out of the scraps from my doll dresses - I often make their dresses out of felted wool jerseys. (Sorry about the less-than-artful photographs - took them late at night when it’s impossible to get a well-lit shot.)
I thought these were sort of autumnal.
And for those of you who don’t find “cute stories about my kids” too sickly sweet - here is what happens when Fraser and I stay up too late watching episodes of ‘Flight of the Conchords’ and then find it hard to rise at 6.30 a.m. to make the children breakfast.
The seven year old is capable of cooking his own toast now - whoop! But the three year old has to be a little more inventive. I found him on the bench eating his brother’s burnt toast crusts and helping himself to dry cornflakes.
Does this constitute child abuse? 
