This is the sweet little zippered pouch to accompany the skirt for tomorrow's birthday party (Hip Hip Hooray Logan will be 6!) I did the best I could but I have never sewn in a zipper before...probably not the best move for a gift but I figure that 6 year old will give me grace. I hope. Suddenly I panicked...what if the grandmothers are accomplished seamstresses and they laugh at my pitiful zipper job or my crooked hem. Ack!
Cordelia started her day with a quick depiction of the traumatic events of last night... from right to left...Cordelia(with a pony tail) at the toilet...coughing into the toilet...a snapshot of her bed (according to her...note the pillows and vomit mess) and on the left...Mommy sitting on the edge of the bathtub waiting for the event to be over so she can start comforting her daughter (it is hard to sign to your deaf child in the middle of the night while she is vomiting!), changing bedding and scrubbing the bathroom. Poor little darling had an upset tummy and the last thing she ate hours earlier was strawberries. Certainly traumatized...the first time this has ever happen to her other than carsickness. Yick!
Later during craft/birthday-card-making hour she was a whole new (non sick) child drawing balloon after balloon after balloon...happiness, joy and delight. Ahhh to think like a child. Speaking of children, Judah had queries on Thursday about how babies are born and how babies start nursing. Kids! Their minds are beautiful things.