A charming baby girl.
A wooden photo backdrop.
Just to give credit where credit is due, lest I hear about it in the morning:
-- I had my husband buy the boards.
-- I had Boy Aaron make them into pallets. (Or as we like to call them, Zombie Apocalypse Emergency Rafts)
-- I painted many layers of Annie Sloan's Chalk Paint and then distressed them to add interesting texture.
Guess what else I made?
An eight year old.
Some things in Photoshop having to do with yarn. And yarn, actual yarn.
A giant ten year old, who is almost as tall as his teacher (5'4"), and who eats everything in sight. Apparently it requires a lot of caloric intake to grow a 6'9" skeleton and the muscles to support it.
6'9" is just an estimate. He is in the 140th percentile for height.
The horsedog? That I did not grow. I am only her adoptive mother.
The final boxes for our Fall Premiere Weekend are heading out in the morning! We did it!