Sometimes I feel a little like Frankenstein

Today I was assembling a set of twin moose dolls for a Etsy customer.  I wanted to check that I had all the parts made and they all matched. When it hit me – I am the Frankenstein of crochet dolls.  I have all the parts laid out and I switch them around to make sure they all fit just right.  I told my husband and he just laughed and asked if I needed some chocolate.  (If I start making weird statements he likes to hedge his bets and throw chocolate at the situation to make me happy.)