More White Stuff

There's no denying it is beautiful. Foxy and I set for a day of snowy delights :-).

Toe-Up Socks

So I should be writing about New Years Resolutions, but if you're really interested, look back at last years list.

Actually one of my resolutions last year was to make handmade gifts. NEVER again. I knitted gifts for eight people, and it just wasn't worth it. Four months of toil, and for the most part I think bought gifts would have been appreciated just as much.

This year: making stuff for me! My first two projects are a pair of toe up socks with a magical invisible cast-on:




And I've cast on my first lace shawl. All 299 stitches. All for me :-)



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Chrimbo Limbo

We have been having a grand old time. I love this time of year. Not going to try and catalogue, but starting on my New Year's catch-phrase, little and often.

Foxy has, of course, been v spoilt. This is the current favourite. Thank you Grandma!

Cough, snow, and cursing

I am suffering yet another lingering cough that's keeping me up at this very moment. VERY annoying and exhausting.

Meanwhile, those readers who experience actual winter may find our last few days amusing. Last Friday we woke up to no more than six inches of snow. The country ground to a halt. The University was closed, and all but essential travel banned. All good fun, for a while. But really, enough already. It's now icey and rather treacherous. Still. Uni open today but not the car parks. Yeah.

Finally, foxy's language has taken a French turn. He is keen on telling us to sit, unfortunately with a bit of a lisp. And he's been talking about trucks with an unfortunate f...

Christmas knitting is coming along nicely, thanks.

This was our road yesterday. Hopeless.






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Christmas Moment no. 1

I am having a lovely evening watching Kirstie's Handmade Christmas, drinking wine and starting on the second of Sian's Christmas socks. It starts with a provisional cast on, and it is pleasing me no end that my green waste yarn combined with reddy pink is damn festive indeed.


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Words and Such

Last week was draining, Foxy had a runny bottom until Friday afternoon at 4:45. Probably because he heard me say to the creche that I would be bringing him in as soon as there was solid poo. He ain't no fool.

Anyway, I don't have photos, but thought I say a few words about Foxy's words, and other goings on. On Sunday Foxy put 2 words together for the first time! He has said particular phrases before, like, "up-a-t" (cup of tea), but this was the first time (I think) when he put words together himself. The first was "big cuddle" & the second was "more biscuit." That about sums him up, a sappy tart with a sweet tooth.

I also find it cute how very English he is. He says "water" with a very pronounced T, and no discernible R at the end. When we ask him whether he wants jam or marmite on his toast, he most definitely says MARMITE. He wears bright red Bob the Builder Wellington boots.

He is learning contrition and saying sorry, but being rather slow to understand that he could avoid sanctions if he inhibited his aggressive tendencies. He's fine with other folks, it's just his Mums that get in the neck.

He has started bossing us around no end which I find (mostly) amusing. His favourite toys are little matchbook-like cars. My favourites are lovely wooden sets of yumminess. I need to get over it.

Laundry helper

We are very happy to be getting back to normal after a short-lived tummy bug. I guess Foxy knew best when he refused to don his pumpkin outfit.
Ahh, the beginnings of child labour:



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