Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Okay, so I made this hat last week for a friend but now that it's done, I'm not sure if I should give it away. Is this ugly? I call it the Kremlin Hat, because it sort of reminds me of a dome on top of the Kremlin. It's hard to tell from the picture, but it's a spiral pattern with alternating rows of knit and purl stitches going up. (Click on the picture to get a closer look.) The different colors of yarn make it very busy. I can't decide if it is cool Boho, or old lady. Would this be something you might see at Anthropologie, or the Salvation Army? I think the light blue is tripping me up. Don't worry about hurting my feelings, I need an honest opinion and the yarn only cost me a dollar so it's no big whoop. Should I give this hat away?
By the way, if you were one of the FIVE people who requested a Koala Bear hat, it might take me a few weeks, but I'm working on them! These things take time.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
I couldn't get him to stop jumping long enough to get a very good picture. Here's the finished product:
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Then when we went back outside, he saw that all of the other inflatables were also down and it was sadness all over again. Tim, being the good dad that he is, took Owen over to a big firetruck that was just about to spray water from its top ladder. They stood under the hose and got soaked! Underneath the spray there was a giant mud puddle that tons of kids were playing in. Tim was the only adult out there with Owen having fun. Henry and I opted to stay out of the water.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
I think my kids are out to get me. Just when I think we're having a good time, they turn on me. Last night I was playing airplane with Henry, holding him high above my head. He was smiling and giggling, just loving it. I bet you can guess what happened. Yep, Henry threw up--in my hair and all down my face. Picture a person who gets a pie in the face, how when they open their eyes their face is all white except for their open eyes--that's how I looked, it was so gross! I was amazed when I stood up and saw that there was no spillage on the couch or anywhere else. It all stayed on me. I had to take a shower, it was that bad!
Then today Owen pleased me by going potty all by himself while I was on the phone with Merilee. Maybe the time got away from me, because he was in there for quite a while. I was still chatting away when he came out holding a new roll of paper. I went into the bathroom to see that he had emptied the ENTIRE roll into the toilet. It was in a huge pile above the rim of the bowl! When he saw how upset I was, he said, "Be happy at me, Mommy!" It's the new thing he says to Tim and I when he knows we're mad at him; he says it a LOT!
Owen: "Is bodily functions all she's ever going to write about?"sorry about that.-E