I Have Eight Arms and Zero Patience ~ Ornament

All Hands Busy ~ Tolerance Fully Booked

One hand on the lunchbox, one on the dog, one signing a permission slip, one holding a coffee that went cold an hour ago. Every limb is accounted for and the one thing nobody packed was patience.

• Gift for the household octopus: Made for the mom running three calendars, the dad who answers 'where are my shoes' eleven times before eight, and anyone who has stirred dinner while on hold with the pediatrician.
• Capacity reached, politely: The to-do list keeps growing arms. The good mood never did.
• Grappling with: Part of Here Be Monsters, where every arm is spoken for before breakfast.

Some keepsakes go in a chest; this one goes on a branch at eye level. Choose ceramic at 3 inches or aluminum at 3.6 inches, hang it with the string it comes with, and wipe it with a damp cloth when the tinsel gets clingy.