Friday, September 12, 2008

Anyone know a Singer specialist in Sao Paulo?

Meet my son Little Prince.

Notice the quilt that I slaved over - oh, excuse me, lovingly sewed - for five months. It became LP's beloved "boo" for the next two and a half years. Then we lost it. *insert weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth*

LP adopted another "boo" and seemed okay with it ... until I recently made Mr. Squishy one. Then it was,

"Mooooooom, I want a Mommy Boo too."

"You already have a Boo."

"But I want a MOMMY Boo."

"Well, I'm sorry sweetie, but we lost it, remember?"

"Yes, but I cry EVERY DAY because I don't have a MOMMY Boo. Ouro Branco and Mr. Squishy have one. I want a Mommy Boo too!"

Dude, kid, tug at the heartstrings and you can have anything you want. As you darn well know.

So meet Little Prince's new Boo:

Meet my sewing machine:

The poor dear decided to make some hacking noises today, and when it didn't accept cough syrup I had to perform some emergency surgery. Those with weak constitutions look away, as these images are only for those with strong stomachs.

The belly of a sewing machine is quite interesting. It has lots of toe jam in it.

But now, the black bobbin-holder thingy:

Is supposed to go in here:

And it won't.

So now, meet me.


Mommadj5 said...

Oh my gosh sweetie - I am SOOOO sorry!! I feel so bad for you - to be so close to done and have the machine break - been there done that and know the total frustration you are feeling. Anyone have a machine you can borrow just to finish the thing???

kristi said...

Man you are skinny!!!!!!!!!!!! So jealous :(