I really wanted to write a blog post today, but I’m out of ideas. What to share, what to share? Probably everything I type today will be rather mundane, but I think it might be fun several years from now to read about the mundane as well as the exciting. So, for now you get to “enjoy” the mundane (or skip it, according to your pleasure!).
It’s a rather gloomy day, and I think we’re all a little low-key. I wish I could be low key like Steven, though. Even when he’s low-key he can still race through the house with random bursts of energy.
Olivia and Angela are both so excited about my knitting progress that they have decided they want to try, too. I have a morning date time with each child once a week. Yesterday was Livie’s morning, and she decided to take a week off from the skirt we’re making together and take a knitting lesson instead. It was frustrating at first, but then it clicked and now she’s plugging right along. This morning it was Angie’s turn. Like Olivia, she got a little exasperated. But right before it was time to quit, it clicked! We spent a little extra time on it to get her to the point where she could practice on her own. I’m excited for both of them!
The flip side, though, is that I only had two sets of “real” needles and one set of fun little plastic needles. So, those two stinkers have the plastic pair and the bigger of my other pair, leaving me with the smaller (thinner) set of needles to practice on myself. Methinks I’ll have to go ahead and invest in a whole set pretty soon just to keep up with three knitters! Either that or I’ll make them buy their own knitting needles like they had to buy their own crochet hooks, sewing needles, pins, and scissors. Yes, I’m that mean mommy who guards my own things jealously and makes the girls buy their own (they had Christmas money to burn!). Hee hee.
Anyway, while Angie and I were knitting this morning, Olivia pulled out a sock puppet kit that’s been kicking around our house for a few years and started making them. The girls enjoy crafts like that. I don’t. I’m happy with sewing, but the rest of it drives me batty. It’s a blessing for all of us that they are pretty much big enough to handle scissors, glue guns, etc. now with mild supervision. They can craft, I can knit and sew and write nearby, and we’re all happy!
Meanwhile, the kids have a Lego town in progress for between-school play. Such things start off neat and able to be put on the train table out of the way at the end of the day. Then they grow. Then they become monstrous. Then I find myself stepping on a Lego. There’s not much worse than stepping on a Lego. OUCH! To avoid reaching that point, all Lego structures must be disassembled and put away before church tonight. They’ll probably start all over tomorrow or Friday, but a fresh start means I have at least three days before the monster arrives.
In addition to being gloomy today, it’s also cold. Not really a true temperature cold – it’s supposedly 43, heading up to 51 – but a definite cold feel. It’s amazing how one day the 40’s can feel pleasant and the next they can feel just plain cold.
With that in mind, Doug and I have decided it’s a soup day. Now to just figure out what kind of soup we want. I’m sure I could solve that problem very quickly by simply polling the peanut gallery. I have a feeling turkey rice soup will be the enthusiastic and unanimous response.
In the meantime, I feel like covering up the to-do list, getting the soup started, and curling up on the couch with a book or my knitting. But if I’m a good, diligent girl today, I can do that Saturday afternoon instead, on an even chillier day and with my hubby at home! So, off I go!
This has been mundane thoughts with Ann. Tune in next time to hear Ann say, “At 8:00 we did chores. At 9:00 we started school. At 12:30 we ate lunch…”