Oh Yes, Oh Yes, It’s Springtime!

The title represents Davey’s current favorite Little Einsteins episode, and as it so happens, it is also becoming very Springlike around here!

It was beautiful out this afternoon, and Davey was feeling better.  So we spent some time outside.

He practiced his throwing.  He was having a little trouble really rearing back to throw until I told him to pretend he was throwing one of his toys when he gets mad.  That helped him.   A lot.  Maybe not my best idea.

And he practiced catching.  It was one of those velcro pad catchers.  I had no idea the strength of the stick when the ball attaches.  Davey could hardly work it off there.

Then he decided that kicking the ball would be more fun followed by throwing the ball around the yard and chasing it.  That was followed by finding a small green leaf and bringing it to me.  A lovely gift in my favorite shade of green!

*David was actually an important part of the ball throwing lesson.   The best evidence I have is Daddy hands helping Davey to throw.




 

House of Colds

We spent a lazy day at home today.  I worked on my lace.  I finished another pair of “Jiffy Mitts”  (I need to take some pictures.)  We watched the Masters.

I am just now where I am able to watch golf without having nausea flashbacks.  The year I was pregnant with Davey, I stayed pretty green and so I laid on the couch and watched a lot of golf.  Sometimes I watched all 4 days of the tournaments.  It was a glorious green time (Outside and Inside!)   It’s just this spring that I think I am over it!

So anyway.  David and Davey were miserable today.  I don’t know how Davey stayed so almost completely good-natured today.  His eyes and nose just ran all day long.  It was pitiful.

He ate well and was pretty energetic for much of the day.  He’s looking a little more pretty bright-eyed here.

Let’s see.  I made some muffins this morning.  I mention it because it is my favorite muffin recipe ever.  They are called “To Die For Blueberry Muffins”.   They are delicious.  They have a crumb type topping.  I didn’t think it would be possible to have too much buttery/sugary/cinnamony topping, but I found it to be possible.  So now I just make 1/2 of the crumb topping part of the recipe, and I find that to be plenty.  I typically use frozen blueberries as well.

Ok, so I think it is time to go knit abit.  I really ought to work on that second crazy sock.

Coffee Table Art

So my parents are moving to northern Maine in a few weeks.  They’ve lived in Oklahoma almost my entire life so that would be over 43 years.  They are moving to a house right on the coast.  It is beautiful there.

Anyway, they are getting rid of some things as they are moving into a smaller house.  One of the things they are not taking is a worn-out coffee table they have had since I was a baby.  I wish I had a picture of it.  I probably have a picture from my pre-digital days.  Those poor photo albums are buried somewhere still.

The table was cherry and was an oval shape so that there were no sharp edges.   I am the oldest child and I used that table to help me learn to walk.  My sister and brother came 3 years and 6 years later, and they also practiced their first steps by walking around that table.

My dad is a woodturner and he came up with the idea that he would take the legs off the coffee table and make us each a vase.

Here it is:

Here it is with the top removed.

And then I was just having fun taking pictures of it.

It’s quite a treasure for us.

Random Queasy Friday

Today has been an interesting day.

First of all, I find myself returning to Jared Flood’s website to look at this shawl.  I’ve been back several times today.  I am going to make it.  I don’t know how, but I am thinking my encouraging friend Susan is going to be integral part of this.  The shawl has garter stitch.  Yay.  It also has “intricate Shetland lace motifs”.  That frightens me, but I am going to give it a whirl.  It seems that many have fallen in love with the shawl as the yarn is sold out.  And part of the attraction is the beautiful color, so I really want that yarn.  It would be best for me if it stayed sold out for a little while so that I could finish my first real attempt at a lace shawl.

I worked on my shawl for a little while last night.  I started a row kind of late.  I had a bad feeling as I began, and I kept warning myself that I really should not be doing this, but for some reason I continued.  And I messed up the row, and fixing it was going to be tough.  After some unknitting and muttering, I was able to get the shawl back on track. However, I was left with a couple of small lace holes (of the type that should be there) which are a little askew.   I am going to live with this.  That’s been one of my problems with lace.  I invariably messed up and then tried to rip it back then it really got all messed up and then bam it was all over.  So I am going to go forward having salvaged this I believe, in the hopes that I will go forth and it will all be perfect. (mostly. maybe not.)

I got a chance to knit on some fingerless gloves today quite abit.  Davey and I spent quite abit of time just lounging around.  Which as busy as we have been was probably not a bad thing at all. The three of us have some kind of what I thought was a minor stomach bug.  David is feeling better already.  Davey and I were kinda puny all day today.  No real stomach issues, we just felt kinda blech.  So this afternoon, Davey seemed to have perked up.  I decided to make a quick trip to the grocery store as we are getting pretty low around here.

So off we went.

I guess my first mistake was putting him in the car cart.  The one with the video player inside.  I noticed that after a few minutes he was kind of sprawled out on the seat.  Then the next thing I know, he is climbing out of the car cart looking rather green.  And then he threw up.  It was a small amount though and I was able to clean us up.

So now I have a cart almost completely full of groceries.  A big honking car cart.  Davey feels lousy and I am carrying him –  so I am toting a limp 37 pound Davey and trying to push a car cart – which also has a lousy wheel which wants to go whatever way it wants to go.

I decide to grab a couple more things on my way to the front of the store.   So we are also in the back of what is the biggest grocery store I have ever been in in my entire life.  It is an enormous King Soopers.  Huge.  So I start working my way to the front pausing to shift Davey from side to side.  I am trying to hurry – thinking kinda that well – he’s thrown up once, usually that makes a person feel ok at least for a little bit.  Long enough hopefully for me to get him back home.

We make it to the front of the store.  We are in front of the floral section.  All of a sudden Davey throws up again.  If you are squeamish about “spitting food” as Davey calls it, then I apologize.  But this was projectile majorly liquid.  He soaked me.  A minute passed as I was kind of in shock. (It was one of those time slowed down moments.) He did it again.  Big time.  Now I am scurrying.  To where I don’t know.  Now a third time.  At this point, we are both seriously soaking wet.  My shirt is soaked, half of my hair is wet.  Davey is wet from head to toe.  He is pointing at his wet shoes.  This upset him:  “Mommy!  My shoes!”

I looked around for help.  I really think the floral ladies were trying to avoid my eyes.  I can’t blame them at all.  We were standing in a large puddle of liquid.  I said, “can you help?”  Quickly they brought us a bag in case he had to “Spit food” again – I don’t know where anymore quantity could have come from.  Then they brought us some paper towels.  We were beyond paper towels.

I apologized profusely.  They were very kind and understanding.  I had to leave the full buggy behind.  They were nice about that as well.  I am sure they just wanted us out of there.  I said, “you guys are probably not going to want to eat for a week after this.”

So I got us out of there.  Poor sweet miserable boy. We took our soaking wet selves home and got cleaned up.  Davey has not thrown up again.  He’s not had much in the way of food and just a little drink, but we are hoping he’s past it.

I tell stories that I want to remember in my blog;  however,  I am pretty sure this day has been indelibly etched into my memory bank.

Thursday and a little tired

Thursday evening.  I’m a little tired.   I need to write my final for my English classes.  I also need to grade papers.   I actually enjoy it once I get going; I am just feeling tired.  So I feel like stalling a little.  I also really enjoy my blogging time so here I go.

We unpacked quite abit today.  Lots of books.  We had to drive down to Lakewood and back twice.  It’s just about 17 miles but the traffic will wear a person out.

Ok this post is getting wearisomely whiny.

I got going on sock number two of the Make up Sock last night.  It’s still slow going but not quite as slow as sock number one.

I think I have most of my yarn unpacked.  Need to organize it now.

Today Davey said, “Mommy, can we go to Africa?”

I asked, “why do you want to go to Africa?”

Davey answered,  “I want to see elephants, lions and peacocks.”

He mentioned it again later in the day and added, “Mommy, bats live in Africa.”

Then he proceeded to question me for about 15 minutes on the topic of snakes.   More specifically, he questioned me about my fear of snakes.

“Mommy, why are you so scared of snakes?”  (I really try not to make a big deal about my irrational fear of snakes, but I guess I don’t hide it so well.)

“Mommy.  you don’t need to be afraid of snakes.”

I reassured him that I knew there was nothing to be scared of and that we just needed to be careful around them.

“Mommy, you need to hold a snake.”

At that point, it was all I could do to keep from shivering right out of the driver’s seat.

I guess he noticed.  “Mommy.  There is nothing to be scared of.”

I tried to explain the idea of “irrational” fear, but he was having none of it.

Here he is preparing for his safari.  I guess we will have to head to Asia too to see the tigers.

Ramblin’ Wednesday

Just a little rambling today I think.

We’ve not had a chance to unpack much this week.  The kitchen and Davey’s room are pretty much done,  and we’ve located almost all of our clothes, so we can make it for awhile.  Hopefully I can get back to it tomorrow.

Everything is starting to get green.  One thing fun about moving into a new house which is not actually new is that there are all kinds of springtime surprises.  Little bulbs are coming up all around the yard.  Daffodils, tulips, and Oh!

Ok, I just ran outside to take a picture.  It’s kind of chilly outside.  And not really raining.  It’s more like dripping.  Anyway, this plant started emerging out of the ground the other day.  At first it looked very mutant weirdish.  Today when I took the picture, I saw that it might actually be not so mutant as there is a leaf forming.  Can anyone tell me what this is? (or is going to be?)

I am very curious to see what emerges.

Today David and Davey went to pick up a couple of lights we’d left at the apartment, and they did a little cleaning.  Davey said, “Daddy!  We forgot the balcony.”  He then went on to explain to David that yes, it could indeed be taken apart and re-assembled at our house.

I worked on my lace shawlette last night.  I am still a little inept.  I thought I was short a stitch, so I tinked out the row.  (yuck.  Although at least I am a little better at unknitting now at least for this pattern.)  Turns out though, that I was not short a stitch.  A yarnover had gotten caught on a stitch marker and was showing up on the wrong side of the marker.  So then I’d already re-knit the row thinking that an adjustment was needed at the beginning of the row.  Turns out that that adjustment was not needed at all.  So back I went to take that adjustment out.  What a pain.   After that I proceeded slowly and cautiously and all went well.

Ok back to supper preparation.  I’m making beef and barley soup.  Should be nice for a rainy evening!

Long Distance KAL (knit-a-long!) & Driving Cars

I’ve decided to work on overcoming my fear of lace – caused by the ineptitude I have shown in every pattern I have attempted thus far.

So my friends at Knit Unto Others in Arkadelphia started lace shawls.  It’s a pattern by Wendy Johnson called “Seaside Shawlette“.  I think it’s supposed to be a beginnerish lace shawl.

It’s very fun for me to think about knitting this along with them, even though it would be nice to actually sit with them and knit on it.

If they could hear me trying to follow the pattern though, they might feel fortunate that I am not there.   On the positive side, I have learned to read a chart.  On the possibly negative side, I have found that saying each stitch aloud before I knit it helps me stay on track.

“Yarnover.  Knit 4.  SSK, Yarnover.  Knit 3.  Yarnover, K2Tog.”  etc.

I have made it through the set up rows and am now working on the first chart.  I am using such a nice yarn by Crystal Palace.  It’s called Panda Silk.  52% Bamboo, 42% Wool and 5% silk.  It has that nice cool feel that bamboo always seems to have.

I also rationalized that in order to make the whole lace thing as easy on myself as possible, that I should buy some Addi Turbo Lace needles.  Wow.  Are they nice.

So so far, the knitting of the shawl has been very fun.  I have a little more confidence in my abilities as I can undo a little better now than I might have before.  I need to put in a lifeline.  I actually did, but I accidentally put it through all my stitch markers as well.  Yeah, that wasn’t a bright move.

The picture doesn’t do the color justice.  It’s a little softer orange than that and it has this pretty sheen.  I need to try to photograph it better.

And on to a totally non-knitting related subject.  (Except that I was knitting on the deck as I watched them play.)  Davey and David drew a town with sidewalk chalk and then commenced to play with cars which drove all over town.

Davey loved it!

Drivin’ cars.

Colorado Spring

So this is our first Colorado spring.  It’s been pretty cool.  The trees are starting to get green.  In the parts of the world where we formerly lived (except Seattle), temps have already hit at least 80.  So on Saturday when it hit 84 here, we thought – yep Spring is here.  (and practically Summer really in most places we lived.)

Time to break out the shorts!  Davey is already asking at least once a day when we will go to the waterpark.  “Mommy?  Can we go to the pool today?”

Here’s how things looked Saturday in Boulder:

But things were changing by Sunday morning.

We were fascinated by the whole possibility of snow.

As soon as it began, Davey was outside with his umbrella. Not much happening here, but he was ready.

And then the snow really began to come down.  Big wet Spring flakes.

Davey and Koko soon went back out to check it out.

Davey made snow angels! (He’s not dressed adequately for real snow play.  I love how he has his hand carefully held just above the deck.)

Fascinating stuff!

The snow fell heavily for an hour or so.  It didn’t last for long.

Fun Spring.

Unpacking? Nah!

Today we made a little progress on “Project Move into House”.  We went to buy a washer and dryer, oh and a floor lamp.  And then we decided to call it a day.

My parents are here, so we figured the unpacking could wait abit, and we decided to go check out Boulder.

Boulder is cool.  We picked up lunch first at “Mustard’s Last Stand”.   Perfect name for a hot dog place!

We didn’t know it, but there’s a farmer’s market every Saturday.  It was fun to stroll through it.  Biggest farmer’s market I’ve ever seen.  The farmer’s market was near a large park.  There were people and their dogs everywhere.  Pretty fun to walk around.

Davey played on a slide, ran around, explored and became king of the large rock.

It was warm today.  Apparently 85 degrees from what we heard on the news.  (and to think tomorrow it is supposed to snow again!)

Anyway, we were enjoying the river.

I decided to walk Davey down to the edge so he could throw rocks.  As we made our way down the little embankment, I saw this:

I know.  I got a little carried away with the arrows, but it seems that everywhere I go, I meet a snake.  It’s starting to help me work through my snake phobia, I suppose, but I’d just rather not see them.  First, I raked them up several times in our backyard in Arkadelphia.  Then I thought – “ahhhh, moving to Colorado.  That’s the end of that!”

Nope.  Lots of rattlers around.  I almost stepped on one not too long after we moved here.  Then today?  Yeah, I think it’s a harmless water snake, but ugh ugh ugh.

ugh.

So I asked David to take over.

Such a pretty day despite the snake encounter!  We visited the library, a cool Boulder yarn shop, and then came back home, where I did unpack a few things.  Knitting related things mostly!

 

April 1

I am pretty tired, and I can’t find my camera to computer cable yet so I can’t download pictures to post a few here.

But it’s April 1st, and I felt like I should post on April 1st.  I don’t know why.  I have never been a fan of April Fool’s Day.  I never much liked the idea much of playing jokes on someone – even though I know it’s mostly just in fun.  But I felt compelled to write a short post anyway – new month and all.

(Edited to say that I do find google’s April Fool’s Day jokes just pretty darn hilarious.  Google Motion?  Good one and if you googled Helvetica today, the results came up in Comic Sans.  David would love that one!)

So we are in our house.  Second night in fact.  We are very happy to be in a house again!  So much to unpack still, but we’ll get there.

I even knitted abit tonight.  I was too tired to take on sock number 2, so I just did some plain knitting on another “Jiffy Mitt”.  Such a fun quick pattern.   Great project to carry in my purse, or when I am pooped from packing.

Pooped.  We checked out our new library today, and Davey found Everybody Poops.  Oh he loves it.  We looked at it several times today.  It is a cute book if poop can be cute.

And on that note – Happy beginning of April!