Not too much “making by k” going on right now. Everyone in this house has been sick with something different this past week and my version seems to have moved into my nose and made itself comfortable for the long haul.
(Anyone know of a good way at 2 a.m. to unblock a nose enough so you don’t feel like you’re suffocating every time you have to close your mouth in order to swallow, especially when you’re horizontal, i.e. trying to sleep?!? Something other than Dayquil, Nyquil, various forms of Sudafed, Affrin, BreatheRight Strips, and a Netipot? Ken suggested I shove two straws up there. At this point, I’m quite tempted to try it…) Edited 10/11: Breathing easier. Thanks!
I have been working on typing up the Hello Kitty Scarf crochet pattern, which was going great til I couldn’t find a crucial page of my chicken-scratched notes. And my brain is currently taxed enough remembering my kids’ actual names, much less a series of stitches I did over a month ago…
In the mean time, Heidi… Lucy… Sophie has been delighting me with her construction paper creations. First my little designer outfitted a cereal box villa for her fist-sized poodle, who needs a comfy place to sleep…
…and somewhere to eat after she’s been out shopping with her pink purse. (Mom did help the designer make the table supports.) 
There’s plenty of space in her trunk for all her purchases…
…and apparently she heard the same tip as her designer’s mom did, which is to keep a small waste basket in the car, not that her designer’s mom’s car looks anywhere near as tidy as hers.
Poodle also loves to read, use her yellow laptop, and send lots and lots of letters. And her kitchen is stocked with healthy produce.
She won’t let the weeks of non-stop rain we’ve been having bother her, not with her umbrella and rain slicker.
She’s spends a great deal of her time on her throne, bearing her crown and scepter – she is Queen Poodle after all…
…but she does also enjoy dressing up for a night out to eat.
Unfortunately, while her designer’s mom was willing herself to get out of bed the other morning, her designer was busy cutting up a red table skirt, with which to upholster the throne, and a yellow sock, with which to make her evening gown. Her designer lost scissor privileges for the rest of that day…
Happily, scissors privileges have been restored and Sophie has returned to using appropriate materials only. Yesterday, she worked for quite a while on this angel who is praying (hopefully for my speedy recovery)…
“…in a park… at night…” under a dangling star “because angels always need those stars that hang down, you know?”
She got frustrated when her trees wouldn’t hold up her sky, so I did help her make some sturdier, slotted trunks...
…but the rest was all her. Her ideas, her design, her technique.
Makes my heart happy even though my nose is miserable.
And makes me wonder what she’ll make tomorrow.
So let’s try this sleeping thing again now…