Didn't you already tell me that?

Almost every time I write or say something I think to myself, "Didn't I say that before?" I think some of it comes from being a parent and repeating myself so damn much. The other part of it definitely comes from being a teacher of toddlers. I feel like I say the same things over and over again (and to a certain extent this is true). Then I think maybe I'm one of those boring people that just say the same things over and over again and annoy the hell out of people with my idiocy. This may well be true, and sometimes I know it is because I'll be part way along a tale and have deja vu and realize I've already bored this person with this story and think, "Now, what do I do? Say, oh yea, I already told you and stop? Or plod on and hope they laugh politely at the end?" It's hard to know in these situations.

As a parent, I tell my children what to do and what not to do repeatedly. I read the same stories ad nauseam. There are stories they like to hear about themselves as babies, toddlers, four year olds, five year olds, etc. quite often. Even things they already know, we have frequent conversations about, often at more depth than before, but there is an element of we've-been-here-and-done-this-before for sure. I know that this is part of learning and is good for them, it just ruins my social skills with other adults. I guess it's good I don't get out much.

New plying craze

The plying happened! Unfortunately I do not have a Lazy Kate, I have a Cranky Kate (three of them actually). Here it/they are in action.



I was realizing that I don't have enough children to make a four-ply. After this agonizing experience (I plied over 200 yards) I promised them (and myself) that I would never make them do it again.

The finished product.

Soccer season

My Saturdays, and sometimes Friday nights, are filled with soccer. The good news is there is a lot of potential time for spinning and knitting. The bad news is that this fall is too HOT to spin or knit wool most of the time, and the seven-eight year old team is too exciting to miss any of to count stitches or wind-on. Dilemmas.

Yesterday was another photo shoot with some new pictures of old stuff, plus a couple of new scarves.

Here are a few hats when I was still doing a twisted knit stitch all the time (for some reason when I took up knitting again after a seven year hiatus I was a stitch twisting mo-fo).

Chicky in a hat designed by the local yarn-shop goddess Margaret Urban.



Chicky again in a fuzzy hat and eyelash yarn scarf.



Angela is modeling a scarf made from Rowan Kidsilk Haze and Manos del Uruguay.



And Morgan in his new scarf made from yarn I dyed and spun on my drop spindle.



Now, I'm off to finish spinning some purple roving and ply it with two other purples that are patiently waiting for some of my time.