Let me start out by saying, I'm completely exhausted. Baby Cee is a sweetie pie, but being a newborn she's up every three hours. Completely expected, but I'm still reeling from the sleeping well for YEARS to here's a newborn straight from the hospital. Dear God, I love that wee, little girl.
Sasquatch's balloon painting, paint by numbers.
Baby Cee is in the White Room. It's the closest of the two bedrooms in the house we've dedicated to foster children. We can put two kids in this room with a crib/toddler bed and twin. Look at all that blank wall.
Blank wall and Sasquatch's wall of items.
And another BLANK wall. And some Sasquatch likes that are not my style and will be retired. You see, the room decor was something I wanted to work with my foster children to decorate to their liking. Art work, paintings, all that jazz. Something for us to bond over. Well Baby Cee is not quite cooperating, yet. To me, the room is too stark and depressing. When she finally sees color, there will be nothing. Nothing. NOTHING!
Just a start. And she needs herself a baby quilt, too. Because that monster of a twin is way too big.
I took the sample I made in writing out my craftsy pattern for the peacock. I imagine there will be more samples from more animals, with even more pops of color. Oh and it would be easy to take down, store, and re-purpose one day down the line.
Le Challenge, Wings!
I'm dropping off the radar on about everything... but I'll participate where I can. Tomorrow, I hope I can sew. Fingers Crossed!