Shopping in my own stash again

Finally used the pocket I saved from The Husband's old jeans. Whoo-hoo! It holds the ultrasound pictures, the congratulatory emails and a few other things. Oh, if you were wondering, no, TwoBoo no longer rocks the faux 'hawk. He had so much hair, the nurse had a little fun styling his hair right after they hauled him out of me.
And the stencils I found at the Sunday flea market.
Talk later.