Kit always makes me shake my head with amusement when he tells me I should use all of my fun scrapbook stuff and get crafty. He never seems to understand how a little gettin' crafty can become a momentous and terrifying occasion. First out is the Cricut (the most fab gift from my hubby 2 Christmases ago), then out comes the packs of cardstock, packs of paper, the boxes of do-dads (I don't have a lot, but enough to make a mess), the paper cutter and glue. It takes up the entire surface of my table. I think...I have time. Gunner is sleeping and the boys are outside playing. I need to make a few thank-you cards for Christmas gifts and I'll hurry and just get this done. HeeeeHeeee-my laugh is a little stressed and frantic for I know the timer is now set and running. And sure enough, I get the first card cut and the words formed with the Cricut and in bound my boys. They're finished playing outside, I'm told. They would like to play in their room. Fine. Just play in your room. A couple of minutes later, out they come with a paper towel tube I had given them to play with the day before. Their telescope need to be decorated with my stuff, I'm told. Again fine. I give them paper I really don't need and they go to town with scissors. After a few minutes they lose interest and honestly, I'm frantic to get done 'cause baby is now stirring. Uggh. I think the TV was now baby-sitting my boys. Okay so I start figuring what I'm doing with all the do-dads and etc. with the 1st card and Gunner is officially awake and loudly asking for attention. I stop what I'm doing and hurry to give loves and placate him. I lay him down to play and begin again. Soon everything breaks down. Jos and Gav are fighting and Gunner is bawling (we're talking red-eyes and snot/spit everywhere). I separate the boys-Jos in their room and Gav watching yet another selection of PBS. Gunner is okay as long as he is swinging next to my chair and every few seconds I smile and talk to him. At last! I finish my 3 cards and I look at them. *Sigh* Not too creative. All three look the same, with differing colors. Oh well. They're finished. I look over and see the results of my gettin' crafty. Let this be proof to you, Kit!