this little pie, as zhi started calling her, is a crazy thing. as i was trying to work on these pants last night, she insisted on jumping all over the paper, chewing on the pins, and pouncing at random intervals. i kept thinking how this is just what it has been like for the past seven + years. since max was born, there has been a little crazy one walking right into the middle of anything i set out to do. and i kept thinking how natural it is for this kitten to be doing this, and then remembering how natural it is for baby humans and children to do the exact same thing. and how someday i really will miss this. i really really really will miss being interrupted every 90 seconds. i will miss projects taking 20 times longer to finish than they would if i was alone. i will miss it like crazy. i thought about this last night as i spent way too long cutting the pants out, picking the kitten up and plopping her to the side of the pattern pieces at least a hundred times. i felt deeply how i don't want to look back on this time of having young sweet wild things as a time of mostly stress and resistance. i mean, the stress is pretty much a given as far as i can tell sometimes, but the joy can be too, right? it was so nice to have this reminder, cause it's all going by so so fast. not that i want to invite my kids to jump in the middle of my patterns that are so neatly laid and pinned on the floor, but if that's what they need to do for some reason sometimes, i kind-of do want to invite it. you know? it's way easier said than done, but i am serious here! i want to chill out. i want to revel in the chaos. (and for those of you who know us and our history with our cats being lost to the wild animals of the forest, this one is going to be an indoor cat. and we are actually going to leash train her. at least that's the plan.)
i am making the kids some new thick and warm pants....from some old thick and warm pants. i bought a few pair of pretty large sized cords at a thrift store on half price day, and after cutting the waistband and zipper out, opening the legs up at the inseam, they are the perfect size for a child's pants pattern. neat.
3 patterns i had on hand for the three sizes of pants i need.
a little love reading beside me.
and then playing a little slinky.
and a cute corner i recently set up with my new 10 dollar chair from a thrift shop. 
okay. now this header i made. i love it. and i am wondering if it looks like i am expressing myself as a sexy desperate housewife, dreaming of the big city. that's my fear as i analyze it. but the reality of why i made it, as far as i know it, is that i love the sparkly shirt and the striped apron. i love the hand on the hip. i love the kitchen after it's been cleaned and i stand there like that for a sec and feel pleased. and the other photo is from when we went to see kooza, the cirque du soleil show, in denver. you can barely see the tents, but they are there, to the left of mile high stadium. the clouds above the tents are so dreamy and the light from behind them so magical looking. and somehow i like seeing all the cars in the foreground too. and these two photos together are a healthy juxtaposition for me of a deep inner home life, with a colossal, expansive outer world. that's where i'm coming from here. the balance of the two is really of GREAT interest to me right now, as i begin to look at the future, and my plans to step forward into the outer world a bit more, to begin to make some money again. good luck to me! and maybe i need to be on a leash, too?? my kids will take care of that, right?
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