Who's house? Shoe's House... I said who's house? Shoe's house!!!

Another day gone, another page done! I am getting pretty fast at this. The latest piece is the Shoe House. In essence, it's a traditional lacing page but I thought it would be fun to give a nod to the nursery rhymes and give it that "lived in" look. It comes complete with a window, door, and extra thick lacing for little fingers. The door even holds a little surprise for the extra curious....

So it took a couple hours to cut, and three hours to piece together with Trevor (my loving husband) aiding in the rivet process. I work pretty late and so he graciously offered to run up our apartment complex driveway to hammer them on without annoying our neighbors. He is a saint... don't I know it.

And all that was done by 2 am.

So why the hell am I up at 6:40am writing this blog? Cause our little one has inherited his father's curly hair and button nose, my enthusiasm and insomnia. He woke up wide awake at 4am. And when I say awake, I mean it's as if he's been fed jet fuel. As I type, he is animatedly singing in the kitchen and I am sucking down caffeine.

Normally I wouldn't mind. I have the same enthusiasm and insomnia. In fact, I often wear him out rather than vice versa, but I think I have been tapping myself out a bit with all the sewing. I think today is going to be a day off. I am tired. Since I gave birth a year ago, I haven't quite been myself. Between hormones and learning to juggle Sky's needs with my own, I have had quite the difficulty finding any motivation for creativity at all and so I have been in quite the rut. Now with this project, inspiration has put me into overdrive and as always, I take everything as far as I can. But that same energy can burn me out and encourage mistakes.... so before I tank this incredibly important book, I shall say adieu for a day and relax... if this little wired one lets me.