Capturing Contentment in the Everyday…
This picture Rascal colored of the Immaculate Heart.
Root Beer Floats make me very happy these days. They are my secret indulgence after the kids are asleep–my “nightcap” as it were. You could also call it a pregnancy craving. At this stage in the pregnancy, though, it’s gone beyond craving to “absolute necessity.”
For the first time I knit something that wasn’t a scarf! I wanted to make booties for Munchkin to wear at the hospital and coming home. We have an unofficial tradition of giving our new daughters a new pair of shoes–Princess had cloth mary janes of softest pink to wear to Church; Sunshine had brown and white mary janes also for dressy occasions. As the latter pair haven’t worn out, I didn’t raid the racks at Target looking for a new pair. Instead I found this pattern at Ravelry and tried to make my own. I made a LOT of mistakes. I also learned quite a bit. I learned to check my needle size first of all, as I accidentally picked the wrong set of needles and ended up making booties of a gauge rather larger than anticipated.
See? With a bit of stretch they fit over these adorable paws. But I am undaunted; bigger is nice because Munchkin can grow into them. And anyway, I’m casting on a new pair tonight on the correct needles to see if I can do better. By the way, I am loving bamboo knitting needles. They are so quiet, and feel so nice in the hands. The larger pair was a Christmas gift from my sister-in-law, and the pair I’m using tonight was found for me by Haus Meister when he was in the upper North for his grandmother’s funeral. There is a shop there which is a combination bakery and yarn store and it is an extended family tradition to go there for cinnamon bread. I sent him with a different commission, however. 😉
Sometime during the last week I began to feel rather sentimental that Sunshine’s days of being the Baby of the Haus were definitely numbered. She’s at that great age where she still wants to cuddle with you and give hugs and kisses but yet in many ways she’s very independent. She stopped looking like a baby months ago, of course, and it is constantly being hammered home to me that she is also no longer acting like a baby as well. Suddenly I am looking very much forward to having a quieter, unambulatory infant in the house again. 😉