I swear I'm done with the pinafores already. Well, until my skinny peanut grows big enough to wear these ones. Or until I get commissioned for one. Or until I find some cloth for art/mess pinafores. Or until I get some fabric that just speaks pinafore. Or until I feel like another one.
Wedding Recovery
2 weeks ago
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Unrelated, but I went to the dentist this morning and thought of you.
Does that sound creepy?
I hope not.
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