The other day, I was going through Sonny boy's stuff to see what all could be given away. Found a whole lot of old, and brand new stuff as well, that he'd outgrown. Packed them up to be given away to an orphanage.
It was then that I once again came across these Tshirts of his that are wayyyyy too small for him now. But I still hold onto them... for the only reason that these were all painted by me.
At a time when I was a stay-at-home momma.
My paints and my sewing machine are gathering dust now. Years since I have done anything with either. Not that I'm a whiz at either, but I bought them to try my hand out at them. And while I did make a brief start, both of them are now consigned to the back of my drawers/cupboards.
2 days ago