My procrastinating mother

My crafty mother signed up to participate in a valentine's day exchange fifteen days prior to that date.
After weekdays and weekends of brainstorming she finally came up with an idea, for an 18 month old boy.
The project involved pieces of fabric, needles, scissors and thread. After hiding from us to work by herself, she noticed other moms chose projects to include the kids instead.
The deadline arrived, and five weeks later she's not done. Among other reasons, this is why she hasn't helped me blog for a while. But she'll finish one of these days, and that kid will know who I really am. Or how I really smell, actually.