Pay it Forward
So my eight-month-old son decided to be weird today and he threw this fit when he woke up from nap so I got him up and fed him his snack and the stinker fell asleep on me. Now I had the option, try to transfer him back to the crib and risk waking him up? Or stay where I was and let him catch a few z's?
Well, two hours later I'm wondering if the first option would have been better.
BUT as I have been sitting here for two hours unable to move I came across this from moogsthewriter . And seeing as I had been sitting in one spot and my bottom is numb and my legs ache, it seemed like a good idea :)
So, here it goes....
The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you.
This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- What I create will be just for you.
- It'll be done this year.
- You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
The catch? Oh, the catch is that you have to put this in your journal as well. We all can make stuff!
I blame the baby. This is all his fault. He is lucky that he is unfairly cute.
Well, two hours later I'm wondering if the first option would have been better.
BUT as I have been sitting here for two hours unable to move I came across this from moogsthewriter . And seeing as I had been sitting in one spot and my bottom is numb and my legs ache, it seemed like a good idea :)
So, here it goes....
The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you.
This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- What I create will be just for you.
- It'll be done this year.
- You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
The catch? Oh, the catch is that you have to put this in your journal as well. We all can make stuff!
I blame the baby. This is all his fault. He is lucky that he is unfairly cute.