Category: Babies

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Such Plans

Oh, my friends–I had such plans. Plans for granny squares, and luscious desserts and St.Patrick’s Day fun and…and…and…

then this wonderful thing happened.

And now, it’s hard to think of much else other than kissing that sweet baby’s neck and touching the back of his feather-soft hands and playing with those teeny, tiny toes.

Luckily, big sister Miss Chompy is here to keep us on track. She says we will be making a special treat for St. Patrick’s day this very afternoon, and that is that. She also says that it needs to involve lots and lots of marshmallows. That’s very important. Watch for it. Sounds like it’s happening.

Honestly–who could argue with that face?

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A Little Help…

Oh, sure–I have a busload of other projects that need doing but fact is, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on this scrumptious little baby ripple project…for that “certain” baby.

I’m trying out the stripe generator for the first time, so that I can get a feel for working with random colors. It’s kinda fun–in a wild sort of way–to let the computer tell me yarn to use next. This way, if it turns out a hideous waste, then of course it would be the computer’s fault. If, on the other hand, it turns out to be the most beautiful thing on earth, well then, it will be entirely MY doing. I sure you see my logic.

:}

Now then, my friends…I’d like your opinion. My wise and all knowing daughter picked out a handful of lovely, trendy colors for this particular project and I’m having trouble deciding whether to use all 6 or not.

What do you think? With the yellow?

or without?

You know, if it were up to me, I’m just old school enough to think all colors need to be baby pastels, but I’m surrounded by brilliant, modern folk who are educating me on the finer art of color blending. It’s scary, unbroken ground, but I’ll tough it out and hopefully be wiser in the end.

So help me…please.

Yellow? No yellow? White? No white?

I’m terrifically stumped…

but I’ll wait patiently for your reply.

Well, until the cookies run out at least.

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Sweet Candy Girl

Skittles were a brand new candy the year my second baby was born. I ate a ton of them. In fact, I thought they were some kind of fruit group–citrus and berry or something. So when my little Lyndi was born I wasn’t a bit surprised to find that she came with her own fireworks…so to speak. Sugar induced, no doubt…and completely my own doing.

Giggling uncontrollably in the Mother’s Day program and cutting her own bangs the day before family pictures–we never knew what to expect from this one. She’d find any possible excuse for a party, be it Groundhog’s Day or Harry Potter’s Birthday–we simply had to celebrate. Still do, come to think of it.

Happy Birthday this week my sweet Lyndi!!

I’ll bring the Skittles.

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