The sweetest: today she ran to me with arms upstretched while for the first time demanding, “mama! mama!”
I am between knitting projects (too much birthday sewing!), so I purchased some self striping sugar and cream (or is it peaches and cream, or wait, sugar and spice? nevermind, you know what I am talking about.) and am knitting some, well “a” fresh springy dishcloth. Maybe I’ll will get around to knitting more than one; I hope too. I don’t know if I have ever mentioned it before, but I have never knit a scarf. I found dishcloths to be far superior first knitting projects when I was first learning. The cotton yarn is cheap too.
Oh, and I butchered Keats’ hair. He had such nice pretty hair, but wanted it cut, (he doesn’t think boys should have pretty hair) so I obliged him which was a mistake. I should never be allowed to handle clippers. I kept trying to “fix one more thing.” Lots of uneven baldish spots later, I was in tears and Keats looks like he’s ready to join the military. Fortunately, he doesn’t care and it’s not as bad as Seth’s last bad haircut.
Thank goodness hair grows.