I have recovered from crank-tastic Tuesday.
After cereal this morning in my favorite blue bowl, I finished this little fella. Hardly a coincidence that he matches my tableware (this blue/orange thing is out of control). He is part of the quilt package for (gender-unknown) baby Francese, but I can hardly bear to part with him. My husband started laughing when he took one look at it, because we both realized....this owl might as well have been inspired by Aaron. Those sleepy eyes, that look of disdain, the pervasive cuteness even when annoyed...uncanny.
I think a series might be in order here. I will try to refrain from bad hoot jokes though. Maybe.