Well, I’m home. I spent more time in airports than I did with David, but sometimes a mom has to go inspect her boy.
He seems good. I think. Do we ever really know? The children are so clever around the parents; they know how to say the thing that will make the mom stop asking the thing she’s asking.
We made a stop at CVS to buy a box of trash bags. David expressed some urgency about this errand. Who greets his mom with “We need to get trash bags”? He’s six months into his first year. Could this be the first box of trash bags? Why black trash bags? Why trash bags, son? Why the trash bags?
I didn’t climb the five flights of dorm stairs to investigate further. See? Cleverly arrange a dorm room five flights up, and your mom won’t ever get all up in your business.
He is wearing his parka. If nothing else, the parka has been activated. Get that parka on, and anything’s possible.
Of course, the upside of a plane ride is Golden Knitting Time. For the skein of Manos Alegria, I went with Shadow Shawl, designed by the Fairmount Fibers Design Team. I like the idea of a team designing a pattern. Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t not write an awesome knitting pattern. NOW GO IN THERE AND DESIGN STUFF!
It’s one of those triangle neck-napkin deals, and my gauge is so off that it’s going to be more like a neck doily than a shawl. Why all the tight knitting? I’m not usually a tight knitter. Whatever size it ends up, this little scarf makes the most of this shade-shifting sunshine yarn.
Upon my return home, the TSA agent at my house was skeptical.
PS Thanks for all the bootie links. I can’t get enough of booties, and I’m not even in the market for them. At the moment. I think.