"Tissue, please"

These two words resound in my head whether I'm awake or asleep...over and over and over again. Sometimes it's "I need a tissue" or "TISSUE!" (mentally, I put a "DAMMIT!" behind that one) but wiping a small snotty nose until it is red and raw has been my calling this weekend. Every 20 seconds. Really. You think I'm kidding, but I'm not. This child of mine refuses to be one of the snot-nosed toddler set. She is horrified by the thought of snot tricking out her nose and if it means wiping it until it is red and about to fall off, then so be it.

Despite this fact, I had an ok weekend. I made raisin bread, ciabatta, red beans 'n rice. I didn't really knit but I worked on finishing the bunny. Remember that bunny that I used to kvetch about? Well, I'd call it 85% done. Face is done, arms are embroidered (much to Hubby's dismay, he wanted to see "little stubby arms"), pom pom tail is made. I just have to do a little more sewing and then I think I may do a little decorative embroidery and then...voila! An Easter basket filler-upper we shall have. Kidlet probably won't care about it and it will end up sitting on my desk, just like the starkitty I made. No big deal. I really make them more for me anyway.

I also took a few TTV (through the viewfinder) shots. None were particularly spectacular, but at least I got the camera out. I need to work with my camera. There are a few things I dig about this new one, but I sometimes just want to pull my old Nikon back out. I got more consistent results and the photos were purdier. I give you "Baby with a Beard". Kidlet likes to say (when she sees these gnomes) "Babies don't have beards". No, Kidlet, they don't.