Yes, I was an HR Pufnstuf fan as a much younger person.
These little bundles of orangeness represent my entire evening's studio time for last night. I found them at the bottom of a work bag I was sorting out, in such a snarl I almost despaired before I even started. However, I persevered, and now they are separate and beautiful fibers waiting to be turned into something wonderful.
As I was fixing supper last night, Dylan hauled out his kid cookbook (every kid should have one) and found a recipe for jumbo chocolate-chocolate chip cookies. Knowing that Mom can do multiple things at once, he asked me to help him make them. So between cooking (OK, it was only macaroni & cheese with sausages, but still) and unloading the dishwasher, we put together the dry ingredients, then I managed to call a halt until after we'd eaten. Dylan is getting very good at measuring things out and I'm trying to teach him cooking terminology as we go. After we'd got the cookie dough put together, I turned over the actual baking to Dave so I could go to my studio. The cookies turned out very well and we even managed to save some from the predations of Dylan's two older brothers who can always be counted on to snarf any home baked goods in nothing flat.
We were in severe weather warnings last night, with actual cloud rotation (ie pre-tornado activity) nearby, so we kept an eye on things but it seemed to pass to the north of us. It's that time of year.