I have been MIA as I’ve tried to clean off my desk to find my sewing machine and then create a pattern and a purse from said-pattern.  I did succeed and now have to make five more purses…but as I have a few days I can share this little story from tonight…

I had gone out to show off the purse to the playgroup-mom that ordered them to make sure she liked the design before I made all six.  While I was there my phone rang – it was Archie from home.  Immediately after a standard greeting and an “are you on your way home yet?” moment he tells me that Angel scared the daylights out of him tonight. 

There is a Dora doll.  Dora showed up in Riley’s easter basket a couple years ago and ha been passed on to Angel.  On this Dora doll is a tag…a long tag.  In the past two years the tag has been worn down and is a little threadbare, but still firmly attached.

Archie had settled in to watch a movie after I left, when suddenly he heard, “Daddy, help!  Daddy help!”  Angel was calling from her bedroom, so in the bedroom he went.  He found her thumb swollen and dark purple. 

She had laced her thumb into the tag and spun the Dora doll until the tag was wrapped up so tight, Archie couldnt’ figure out how to loosen it.  He had to cut off the tag to free her!! 

So after a stressed out mini rant, Archie concluded “She could’ve lost her thumb if she hadn’t called for me!!” 

Ah, the drama of Mommy being gone….

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On a separate note, Riley came home with a note on her daily report:  “Riley’s nose has been running green!”  Um, couldn’t they just say, “Please don’t bring her in tomorrow”?  Would have been so much easier than me having to get up 7AM to call the school and say she’s not coming in…