Luckily he soon decided that wasn't good enough and needed to lay on my lap, and as awkward as it was, I did still manage to get some work done.
Not long after that he became super hyper and decided to cause mischief (or at the very least what he considered to be mischief). He sat on a chair and stared at me, then when I got sewing he started picking scraps off the table and batting them to the floor. Then, grabbing them in his mouth like prey, he quickly ran to another room to play with his seemingly sneaky kill. This was far too adorable. He would then return several minutes later to hunt another scrap. Before long there were no more scraps to be found on the table.... they were scattered all over the house! So he came back up onto the chair, laid down and attempted to grab the handles off the bag I was sewing. Then he rolled around on the chair being all cute like, jumped back up on my lap, ran a couple more laps around the house then, tuckered out climbed back onto the table and contented himself to lazily napping and gazing outside at traffic.
|Laying on fabric that is clearly on HIS side of the sewing machine|
|Playing with scraps|
|"No mommy, this isn't one of your scraps at my feet!"|
On second thought, having gotten up early and feeling rotten doesn't seem so bad... at least not when you have a sewing partner who's so adorable and makes you smile the whole time :). For more pics of this morning's sewing adventure, click here.