And here, in an epic culmination, it is entirely quilted. It is entirely bound. The binding is entirely sewn down; all safety pins removed and all loose threads snipped. FINALLY!
I have nothing else to show for the day except for the hour I worked on cleaning Jeremiah's room. And if you are anal and OCD like I am, your eyes would not alight on the pile of miscellaneous crap left in the middle of his floor nor on his unmade bed. You would instead be delighted by his toy bins which are marvelously re-organized and his bookshelf which is immaculately sorted by book type and height. Yes indeed, and you would smile at me and hand me an ice cold Mountain Dew for I have NOT HAD ENOUGH CAFFEINE FOR TODAY.