AngelKnitter

My blog about being real in my homesteading world as a home-schooling, attachment parenting mom, dairy farmer,. Fiber artist who is passionate about knitting, spinning, pattern designing, circular machine and flat bed knitting.

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Sometimes a picture can speak a thousand words

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And sometimes not a single one of those thousand can be spoken aloud, lest the small children repeat them. 
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Tuesday, January 27, 2015

The farm life. At therapy.

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I crossed my legs at my sons occupational therapy appointment today. This is what I saw: The farm chores are done.
Monday, January 26, 2015

This is my son

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This is my son. My precious little boy.  I would give my life for this little boy. He is my everything, and you know what? I am ...
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Oh Jen, you silly sweater

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I know. I am a little obsessed with Jen. It may be wrong, but it feels so right. Almost. It felt really right, until I ran out of yarn at th...
Thursday, January 22, 2015

Oh Jen, my love

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I want you to know how much I love you. I love every stitch, no matter how uneven, or imperfect. (Though I really do hope those even out whe...
Monday, January 19, 2015

The Impulse Buy

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I have been waiting to post about this! But I didn't dare, for safety reasons. My impulse buy was a weekend get away with my honey to V...
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Monday, January 12, 2015

Meet Bessibelle

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We got a cow. Shockingly, this is not the impulse purchases mentioned below. We had been thinking about it, and researching it for a couple ...
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I am the domestic goddess here in my universe to the perfect man (yes, they do exist), 5 children, and the rest of the farm. I spend my days enjoying tasks such as changing and/or wiping bums, noses, and mouths. I cook, clean (really that is an out and out lie) and play ref to the domestic WWF. I do not get paid vacation, yet dread retirement. I hope to let other domestic Goddesses know that they are not alone, and there is someone out there that is less perfect than they. So sit back and let me make you feel good about yourself.
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