The Baby, the Page and the Point

 So remember last month we played Little E's new game of "I Have Never Seen a Baby"? You take the phrase I have never seen a baby and you add to it in the most outrageous way possible. We ended up with babies riding camels and unicycles and steam trains, eating jellied eels and marshmallows and wearing all kinds of crazy costumes. Well, this started out as a post about getting that all down on paper

(with thanks to everyone who contributed!). But then..

...it turned into a post about using up a bunch of unrelated embellishments and bits and pieces, because I thought my subject was going to let me throw everything I could find on to the page. But then..

...it turned into a post about how the idea in your head can turn into something else entirely by the time you have finished cutting. Especially when a complete sheet of little waifs just begged to be found a home. But then..

 ..it very nearly turned into a post about having to stop in the middle of something and about losing your focus, because you hear a noise that sounds like a stray stamp falling off the desk and  into a bag of rubbish; and you know that if you leave it and think you'll go back later to find it, you'll forget. And then..

..it turned back into a post about using up older supplies, when I discovered how much fun it is using stuff you like no matter what age it is. It was hard to stop adding the aforementioned stuff, so that meant it turned into..

...a post about getting the words on the page, even if that means there isn't as much lovely white space as you had been planning, because, after all, what's the page without its point? And after that, I thought I probably had written enough and I had my post and here it is. Have a good week everyone!