It's official. Ramona has entered the "what is/are..." stage of childhood. After a recent visit with my niece who is in the "Why" stage...I wondered when Ramona would start. Sure enough...only a week later!
"Mommy, what is that word?"
"Mommy, what are we buying at the store?"
"Mommy, what are you and daddy spelling?" - which was my favorite because that's what parents of four year olds do - we start to spell EVERYTHING! Inquiring minds want to know!
In fact, hubby and I have even started to go so far as spelling series of words and including the word "space" in between them...ha! It's classic parenthood - and we did it with The Punk...even when he was six or seven...so spelling is the name of the game for a few years.
In the knitting realm, I finished Kirsten Kapur's new shawl design, Curatio, over the weekend. It's still in test stages...but look for it to be published in the next couple of weeks. Isn't it lovely?!
On the heels of finishing, the ribbing I took for my sizable stash last week, and wanting a day or so break from lace knitting/reading, I decided to whip up a quick dress for Ramona. The pattern is from Berroco's new booklet, "Berroco Remix". I'm using some *old* Caron yarn that I've had for years. It's a nice turquoise blue and the color always looks nice on her. The pattern, Simo, calls for an attached scarf...which, if I add, I was thinking of making in a tangerine color - and would make the pockets out of the same - a little contrast and pop. Whadda ya think?
Once I finish the dress, which probably won't take more than another day or two, I'll get back to knitting Alyssa's wedding shawl - hooray!
Happy Knitting and Happy Monday!
3 comments:
Ha! the spelling! my parents used to do that, but I caught on quickly :) hilarious!
That shawl is gorgeous!!
Bummer that my kids can spell now, we have a hard time getting away with the secret spelling language.
The red shawl is gorgeous!!!!
oh my, that shawl is gorgeous!
Ah, spelling your way through parenthood. How I long for those days.
(I also long for the days when things like Viagra weren't advertised on the radio, and the kids weren't prompted to ask "Mom, what's ee-rec-tile dysfunction?")
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