[The good news is, Quinn finally decided to give the craftswoman side of fashion a shot. Bad news? She's terrible at it. One half-hour of sewing practice somehow ended in only two of her fingers not pricked and bleeding, and the less said about the designs she tried on that spare t-shirt, the better.

So it's off to the store for extra bandaids and bactine. And extra thimbles. And maybe a pair of protective rubber gloves. Feel free to comment on the bandaids already wrapped around her fingers.]

Well, at least that t-shirt was meant to be practice. Maybe I'll let Daria wear this one for yard work or something.