Little Man insisted on being '100% up in my grill' while I was sewing on Saturday, so I insisted that he help. See his cute little paw on the back-stitch knob?
See what I mean by 'up in my grill'? He shot this photo at very close range.
And here's what happened when he jumped on my back one too many times. Also his photo.
Ultimately, it was a huge success.
We dashed next door to meet his next-door-BF (aka Tinkerbell, also a Mafia creation) and traipsed through the neighborhood gathering candy.
I must confess -- I trained Little Man to grab the "orange squares" whenever possible. tee-hee...