Jess, who hasn't knitted a stitch dice the 4th grade, announced this weekend tat she wanted to knit herself a hat. A fluffy hat, that was blue and white. After a few questions and a rough assisted sketch. (The things that child comes up with. It was quite a brainstorm.) Jess decided she wanted a chenille, blue and white, chevron hat. That she was going to knit. The blind kid who hasn't knitted a stitch in over three years, was going to knit herself a stranded color work hat.
The granny square blanket is done. I was worried the vintage yarn wouldn't last for the dimensions I wanted for this blanket, and I was right. So, I got out my markers and graph paper and came up with a plan. Luckily there was also some white yarn in the bag, so I used it to fill in what I couldn't continue in the pattern I set.
I like it. I'm not sure what I'll do with it.
The first week of Pre-K went smashingly. James had started to argue with me about 20 minutes before school on day two. I finally told him that he was going, & that was the end of it. Once we pulled into the lot, he was fine, and even a little excited. When I picked him up he declared that he loves his school, and that I am a good mommy for making him go.
So, I'd say that's a win.
A new granny square project, that I've dubbed the "Lisa Frank", because the bright colors bring forth happy memories of my childhood, which was chock-full of Lisa Frank stationary, etc.
Then there is also this:
I may have fallen down a crochet rabbit hole. I cannot decide what I want to knit. I don't feel like finishing my socks in progress. I have some sweaters que, but it's too hot around here to have a lapful of wool. I have some adorable little critters to make, but I need to do some yarn shopping yet for them.
Today is the big day! Today is James' first day of Pre-K. This summer we have had a lot of problems with seperation anxiety. Things did start to look up after we toured his school and met the teachers.
This weekend he's been telling me about all the cool stuff he's going to get to do at school. But, he seems to think I'm going too, even after I tell him that I'm not.
So today when it was time to go, he told me no. Very calmly. Then he got in the car, and the whole drive to school he told me he was not doing this. We walked into the building and he hit full meltdown.
I gave him a hug, and a kids, reminded him that Mom always comes back, then I peeled him off of me and walked out.
Later on, the teacher texted me this photo.
While he was away, I spent my glorious free time cleaning up and smuggling out all the toys, etc. for donation. Something that is quite impossible when the kids are always with you.
It's an exciting life here, I must say.
When it was time to pick up James, I drove in a little early, and watched from the lot while he played on the playground. He was so excited to tell me about his day, then asked when he goes back.