This Sunday as we loaded up our van for the 0.9 mile trek to Grandma’s House for Sunday Dinner (we travel heavy: guitar, Pokemon Cards, Stuffed Animal Army, Violin (occasionally), Paper Crafting Supplies, Library Books, extra sweaters, comfy sweats and fancy clothes to change into for evening church. Just in Case we don’t nap all afternoon or take a long walk or watch the Discovery Channel.) One of our neighbors walked over with a hand crocheted blanket for Baby K and a matching hat. The blanket is a complex pattern based on hexagons of treble crochet. I think it must have been constructed on the bias on a sort of shell and fan pattern, but I haven’t figured it out yet. This is the most accurately crocheted blanket I’ve ever seen: perfectly square, not a weird paralellogram. It smells of perfume, as if the grandmother who made it let the yarn travel past her wrists as she tensioned it. The hat is the first one to actually fit K, she has the large head size of a Williams.
What is funny about this is, I’m not on a first name basis with our neighbor, DH greets them daily on his walk to work. Funny how I’m not the only parent!
This morning Baby K had two consecutive diaper blow outs. She was very tired when I gave her a bath, then very cranky as I tried to dress her for her nap. Finally I gave up trying to find her an outfit she hasn’t outgrown (she hates getting her fists into sleeves) I just swaddled her in a stretchy cotton blanket, then covered her with her new fleecy one in her Moses Basket. She seems warm enough, she fell asleep almost by the third fold of the swaddle.
I was reading the Charlotte Mason Blog Carnaval when I came across This Funny Post
I’ve never heard anyone else admit to my secretly held reason I love homeschooling: my little ones get to nap during the transport time my oldest would have been traveling to school in! (And in the afternoon, so do I).
Thanks for linking to my post! I wondered if anyone else felt the same way I did!