Today’s post is just a little cheer to share you my blog friends. Because we surely could all use a little more happy in our life right now. PB got out of her bath and let me brush her curls. (That is a rare feat with her having her own opinions about her hair at two years old.)
She has the most amazingly curly blonde curls and they are just so crazy and perfect. I love her more than anything the world.
Meanwhile….social distancing and no school for the next few weeks has my basement like….
Somewhere in that chaos is the remote control to the TV and a milk cup that is souring as we speak. I’m heading in guys…wish me luck!
Happy Thanksgiving to all my American friends. May your pants be stretchy, your wine glass full and your family be well behaved. I’m helping my dad cook this year while my mom chases the tiny humans. I feel like we both scored a win with this deal. No knitting content today as I’m off to start peeling potatoes and mixing up stuffing ingredients.
No knitting content today. I’m off to run around with my tiny goblins and let them eat WAAAY to much candy. Just wanted to stop in and wish everyone a joyous Halloween and that you have more treats than tricks!
It’s fall in Kansas and finally starting to actually feel like it. On a recent trip to my hometown area we went to the local orchard/farm for their fall festivities. It was a bit nippy in the morning so we all pulled on the woolies.
We had a BLAST at the Depot Market. We ran the corn maze, the hay bale maze, picked out pumpkins to carve, rode the hay rack ride, ate homemade ice cream, drank apple cider slushes and pretended to drive an antique truck. We barely made it home for lunch before the grandparents and the tiny humans needed a nap!
It feeds my soul to get out of the city once in awhile and plant my feet in some real dirt. The air may be filled with allergens but it sure smells good on a fall morning. And pumpkins as far as the eye can see doesn’t hurt either!
This is my life. Messy basement, five year old crowding me in my knitting chair, knitting podcast on TV, and knitting in my lap. Not the most ergonomic of positions but I can’t turn down a snuggle…now matter how much he pokes me with his elbow and makes me watch PBS Curious George games.
I’ve add the fifth and final color to my Progression Shawl. It’s the purple end of the fragmented rainbow. Jellybean tells me it’s his favorite. I have a TON of stitches on the needle now so the yarn is disappearing quickly now. I’m optimistic that I can finish this maybe this weekend?
That is unless snuggles get priority. Happy knitting!!
Jellybean from time to time likes to bake and cook with me. Sp during his birthday shenanigans we made a birthday cake. We made the cake together and then I added the base coat of chocolate frosting.
He then went to town with every color of frosting, every decorating frosting tip I could round up, and literally every variety of sprinkle we own. He wanted to make it look like “trash” and not the derogatory kind. He was thinking a la Oscar the Grouch. I think he nailed it!
Then he proceeded to grab my phone and take “beautiful” photos of it. He concentrated SUPER and hard and I stood off to the side laughing till I cried. My kid is something else and I wouldn’t trade him for anything. So I’ll just leave you with a few of his cake glamour shots….
While I was at the hospital with my mom my family was home with my mom’s two dogs. The Shih Tzu named Bubba was OBSESSED with being in Jellybean’s room. He is accustomed to sleeping on the floor of my parents room and I think he was missing his humans.
I came home from the hospital to find this….Jellybean fast asleep and Bubba keeping watch.
Dogs really are the best.
P.S. Today Jellybean is officially five and I just don’t understand how that is possible. Wasn’t he just a toddler like yesterday?
I had a spot of professional frustration and disappointment this past week. While doing my best to work through it without drowning myself in mint chip, I guess my family noticed. I was grocery shopping with Jellybean this past weekend and he saw a sale bin of flowers.
I could see him eyeing the flowers up and down. After a bit he looked up at me said “Mommy, can I get you these flowers? Because I love you so much and they will make you feel better.” It took all my strength not to cry my eyes out standing in the Dillons checkout lane. So I let him pick his favorite color and added them to my cart. No matter that I paid for my own flowers, I just picked up my big hearted four year old and hugged him as tight as he would let me.
I wish you all a good week and that someone loves you as much as Jellybean loves me!
I took a break from regular life and took my kiddos my parents for the weekend. It also happened to be the 100th anniversary of my home county fair. We made sure to hit the animal barns….mom’s favorite! I tried to swing by the art and craft exhibits but they weren’t open the morning we were there, sigh.
We petted a hairy sheep. (This one didn’t have wool but had hair. It was a weird feeling but the sheep was very friendly!).
Then we found a mommy and baby goat where Jellybean wanted to crawl in the pen!
Even PB wanted in on the action (with the protection of Papa nearby for safety).
Baby animals just make me melt! We of course also had ice cream, saw a lot of old friends and took some time to play on the nearby playground.
Most of the animals at this fair are 4H projects and raised for meat. I know that doesn’t always align with everyone’s ideologies but it was just a fact of life where I grew up in a highly agricultural community. Most of the sheep had already been sheered and readied for market.
All in all it was a great day. Papa even took Jellybean back to the fair in the evening to ride the carnival rides. They both came back sweaty and exhausted.