It's even better when it breastmilk, and smells like babyshit. FUN! Okay--you're really making me regret that whole knit along thing...stop making it sound fun! Mention swatching! And steeking! And teaching batshitty Sophomores with no sleep!
I'm currently a stay at home mother, freelance writing on my off time, wondering how I became part of the ten thousand year old tradition of raising the kids while creating textiles.
I grew up in NE Ohio dairy country, married a sailor, lived in Hawaii ten years, lived in SC for five years, then moved back to culture shock and confusion.
Nothing but good times ahead.
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It will liquefy again...just wait. Then it turns to a sort of funny powder. Then it begins to speak... My fridge is sort of a biohazard.
Yet another reason not to procreate.
It's even better when it breastmilk, and smells like babyshit. FUN! Okay--you're really making me regret that whole knit along thing...stop making it sound fun! Mention swatching! And steeking! And teaching batshitty Sophomores with no sleep!
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