See the holes in the knees? I'm so proud. (They're 12 month size. If I had quit squeezing her into them after they were too short, they wouldn't have worn out, but screw it, we finally have worn out clothing.)
Of course, the reason the knees are worn out is because the little shit still won't walk:
We call it 'knee walking' and obviously it's not worth a whole lot outside the house, so she still gets carried or put in a stroller everywhere. She's got a little rocker in the living room, and the other day I noticed she would sit in the rocker, then STAND UP, balanced perfectly, and do a little booty shake, and then sit down again. Like a game. BUT SHE STILL WON'T WALK. She crawls over to the kitchen counter or the dining room table or my desk, stands up, gets up on her TIP TOES to drag stuff off, but she still won't walk. Argh.
Oh, and an opinion poll. (I keep asking questions and demanding answers... this isn't a deliberate attempt to get comments out of you guys, honest. Though it's not breaking my heart or anything.)
Do the projects you knit wind up kind of intertwined with whatever events were going on in your life, when you knit it? "Oh, that's the sweater I was working on when ---" ? Because I've realized one of the reasons I'm so indifferent to the blue and black Ganser when I should be thrilled is, I started it the last months in Hawaii, worked on it as we were moving around between houses, literally was knitting on it on our last flight out of the islands... It's all tangled up with all that and so I look at it and kind of go "feh". Anybody else have that kind of thing going on?
And if you do get that kind of thing going on, here's the million dollar question: how do I get rid of it? Because I don't want to be indifferent to a sweater I've spent, geez, like a hundred hours knitting.
At any rate, I did about five rounds of the sleeve last night while watching a movie, and today want to finish the moebius bowl and felt it and another pot I knit last week. I'm going to have to cut back on my knitting for a couple days because my hand is bothering me. Damned hand.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
The Baby finally wore out an article of clothing!
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