Saturday, April 26, 2014

Up a creek

You know the drill.. Being the responsible knitter and taking just one project on a trip. This is the first time i have been responsible. I generally bring about ten projects, but this time sensible me said "You will never finish this jacket before you get. You should be responsible with space and bring just this one thing." Well sensible was wrong. So, so wrong. Sensible me needs to shut the freak up when it comes to knitting, and let crazy yarn whore me do the deciding. And this is why:
I think I need to learn to crochet.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

The end of an era

How is it possible to be so happy and sad all at the same time? The mother's heart can break and shine at the same moment. I guess it is a blessing we have. Today my baby turns four. Four! He is my last, and we have gracefully outgrown baby swings, walkers, cribs, pacifiers, and highchairs. He has grown taller, learned to crawl, walk and run. He grew hair, and learned to talk. But he and I still held on to one baby thing. We held on to one precious baby moment, and today was our last.
Today we nursed for the last time. This is the last time in my life that I will do one of my most favorite, cherished things. But today he is four, and four year olds don't nurse. That is what we have been saying for weeks, in preparation for this change. I don't know that either of us are ready for this change, but it is time. Soon he will forget, but to me these memories are precious, and I will hold on for dear life.

Monday, April 21, 2014

A bit of jealousy on the farm

Apparently the smallest chicken was not a fan of having the lime light taken away from her by the upstaging hen. She felt like this was the ultimate betrayal by this hen, going and laying her very own special, tiny egg. She spent hours plotting her revenge, and in the end decided that her best plan would be this :
The only way was to sacrifice her own comfort and create this masterpiece; an egg twice size of upstaging hens regular eggs. Not bad for an old girl. Ask of the ladies in the cackling coop are between 4 and 5 years old. I can't wait to see what upstaging hen plans next. 100 happy days:

Friday, April 18, 2014

A special little egg.

This morning as I gathered eggs I found this special little egg. It was different. Cute, tiny, and adorable... but so small. What good is a tiny little egg when it is supposed to be food?
Yet when I went to crack this tiny little egg I found it had a huge yolk! I have no idea how that huge yolk fit in that little egg. It just goes to prove that tiny, special things are often full of more good than even be imagined.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Almost done

The raglan jacket is almost done. Sort of. Except the hood, pockets, last ten rows of the neck, weaving in ends, blocking... and such. In my book that is pretty close to almost done. I love it so far. We will see how I feel in a week. And for some happy....
I could have sworn that I posted this earlier. My amazing life. The life of a homeschooling mother. I love watching my blessings learn.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Sweet and Sassy

This. This amazing, bright, beautiful, silly little miracle. My precious daughter. My fourth born. 100 happy days.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Breaking the rules

Because some days have more than one happy that needs sharing.
Willow living on her babies. She has no idea that they are a little.... "different." Shhh. Don't tell.
"I really, truly abhor coloring eggs. And carving pumpkins. I do love the joy my little ones found in it though.
And my favorite, my baby loves my knitting. He wraps up in it and says "mama, you knitting me a blanket?" No, soon. Mommy is far too selfish for that. It is still a new milking jacket for me.

Monday, April 14, 2014

More to love

My big brother spent the week here with me. It was such a great week. So many happy moments.
All of our kids together. Happy day 2.
" Happy three. My brother. This was actually a year ago, but I failed to get pictures of this week. No idea how.
Day four. Batman.
Day five, baby loves.
Lazy day brothers. That last one brings me to a huge happy. I love home schooling. I love having my amazing children with me full time, and enjoying every minute their lives... or at least most minutes. Life is good.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

100 happy days

I am going to take the 100 happy days challenge. I will blog a happy thing each day.I want to have a record of looking for the good in my life, because there's so, so much. Today I am happy for the blessing of good friendship. Not just good, but the best. The kind where you know each other's souls, good and bad, and you love each other anyway. Where you don't even have to tell a secret to have it known. The kind where you just connect on every level, even over 2,000 miles. The kind where you just know that everything is going to always be ok. This friend is the kind that will take a fingering weight, color work sweater, knit on size threes and throw it away. She listened for weeks as I whined about how very much I hated this nearly complete sweater. How much I hated the shape, color, fit... how much I hated that I couldn't start anything else until it was done, but How I didn't want to keep working on it. About how I was stupid to have ever said I had to finish everything on my needles. She is the kind of friend that walked into my kitchen, grabbed the sweater, and walked away with it. I am sure the sweater is as equally happy as I am. It is being happily knit by the most talented, appreciative knitter that has ever been born. And that knitter loves that sweater, and will wear it They will live together in pure joy and bliss. As for me? I have moved on and have happily knit three pair off socks, a wave sweater, which I frogged, and this: And that, my friends, is a blog of love. Knitpicks basic raglan jacket, in knitpicks tweed. Courtesy of the amazing man in my life that still buys me yarn, even when he thinks I already have to much, and is continually having to fight back stash.