Jon's 'I'm growing out my hair project' is finally out of that awkward growing out stage and kind of cute. He was a curly headed 3 year old, 10 years later...it's back.
The yard in front of the house was dug up today for a new water line. I'm already tired of the heavy machinery running. But the pile of rock and dirt is impressive.
My quilt blocks went from this:
And finally, when will cats ever learn they aren't as small as they think they are?
I'm not sure. But the hissing and biting that occurred while trying to free her from this mess will forever haunt my dreams.