Right now there’s five kilos of snowy white toy stuffing under my dining room table. My hubby has been dutifully weighing the stuffing and putting it into individual bags for the softie kits. On Monday night he finished off 50 little bags for the baby owl kits. There’s no easy way to say this so I’ll just come out and say it. Our house looks like a drug den. Perhaps crack house is the correct term. Oh the things we do for love.
So on the fifth day of stitches I was preparing… Five kilos of stuffing.