C. cut the legs off a pair of jeans yesterday, they just weren't the right length to be cool ("maybe if I was your age Mommy, but I'm not wearing them like this"). Rather than toss the legs into the trash (that sounds lovely) I cut one leg into a pretty little skirt and a sundress for M.'s American Girl doll. The dress will fray at the hem like the skirt once it gets washed.


The little lady was a good model, except sometimes she'd just fall over and go to sleep. See? Weird, in a creepy way.