Friday, July 21, 2006
And now she purls!
My daughter is brilliant. She is absolutely, undeniably brilliant. Yesterday, she taught herself how to purl. She had intended to knit, but things got all muddled up and she tried to figure it out by herself ... but it wasn't what she had been doing. When she showed me her bit of work, I was thrilled to tell her that she was knitting Stockinette Stitch!
Now she purls at will (despite the constant cries for help and the many dropped stitches because some friends popped off with Jack). My 6-year-old is a knitter. I couldn't be more proud!
WIP Update
The 2nd Colori sock is coming along slowly. It is my knitting at the pool. I am 40% along with the stole (Nora's Stole) -- I'm trying to make it a "metta" stole, focusing loving kindness on my friend for whom I am knitting. However, finding peaceful, meditative moments to knit is often challenging, so it has been slow progress. I am finishing up the sleeves on a cute baby bolero from One Skein (I should have a picture of it soon) for a baby girl due in August.
Foodie Update
The BB, or BackBou as he prefers, is back up and running after forgetting his password for, well, let's see now ... three months. Geez. I love that for him our trip to the Northwest was about the gooseberry.
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5 comments:
Hi Ann,
I hope I get to meet you someday. You have a gorgeous daughter who knits, a husband who bakes bread (outside, no less), and you are a fab knitter in your own right. By the way, I am in Liz's knitting group, not some weird stalker or anything. Okay, I'm weird, but not a stalker. I'm going to stop typing now. Keep up the good work.
That picture of your daughter is absolutely precious. It's reminiscent of a classic painting. Just beautiful!
What joy! Your daughter is a knitter! Could you be any prouder?
I love the pic of your daughter knitting. It's timeless and lovely!
The divine N. is a natural. She is really a lovely soul, and I miss her terribly. I am so looking forward to your visit in a few weeks.
She purls.
Sigh.
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