Johnny Appleseed celebrates St. Patrick's Day!
It seems a little Appleseed has managed to get two MacKintosh seeds to sprout in this pot and apparently they are joining in the celebrations for St. Patrick's Day today.
Another little Appleseed is 11 months old today. Don't tell him it's pink. It's for a friend's baby. He is growing like a little tree too.
Sweet and smart! Super genius, I tell you.
Sweet Baby Cap in Paton's Cotton Top. The smallest size on the recommended needles. Gauge: 6 sts & 8 rows = 1"
Another cap in Super 10 Multi
Back to work for me on Monday. Not happy. I really do not like having to send Boyo to daycare. I love my caregiver and I love that Girly will be there with him, but I hate having to miss out on most of his waking hours. I hate that I might miss out on his first steps and so many other little firsts that make babies so fun to watch. I hate that I won't be there for him if he falls down or bangs his limbs during the day. I especially hate that someone else will be his biggest influence during these most crucial growing and learning years. She'll get most of his time and I will have to make do with a couple of hours in the morning and a few at night.
Pardon me while I sit here and feel sorry for myself. Once I get back to work, I'll do what must be done and make the best of it, but I won't quit hoping for a miracle!
Another little Appleseed is 11 months old today. Don't tell him it's pink. It's for a friend's baby. He is growing like a little tree too.
Sweet and smart! Super genius, I tell you.
Sweet Baby Cap in Paton's Cotton Top. The smallest size on the recommended needles. Gauge: 6 sts & 8 rows = 1"
Another cap in Super 10 Multi
Back to work for me on Monday. Not happy. I really do not like having to send Boyo to daycare. I love my caregiver and I love that Girly will be there with him, but I hate having to miss out on most of his waking hours. I hate that I might miss out on his first steps and so many other little firsts that make babies so fun to watch. I hate that I won't be there for him if he falls down or bangs his limbs during the day. I especially hate that someone else will be his biggest influence during these most crucial growing and learning years. She'll get most of his time and I will have to make do with a couple of hours in the morning and a few at night.
Pardon me while I sit here and feel sorry for myself. Once I get back to work, I'll do what must be done and make the best of it, but I won't quit hoping for a miracle!
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