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It’s Snowing!

On my blog, that is.

heeheehee

I was playing around with WordPress and noticed an option to let it snow on my blog until January something-or-another. I checked the box and Voila!

So no, your eyes aren’t fooling you!

A Beanie for Guy Friend

Well, I got down to work and finished the beanie in only a couple of days.  Rooster was kind enough to model:

This one is similar to the one I made for Rooster.  In fact, I used the leftover Lion Brand Wool Ease.  The colors are Forest Green Heather and Paprika.

The pattern came from this pamphlet:

The pattern name is actually “Nothing But Ribbing Beanie.”

I sure hope he likes it!

Christmas Memory #13

Well, I’ve shared a lot of memories from my own childhood, so I thought I better start sharing some from when my own children were younger!  Sure wouldn’t want to leave them out!

I remember Soccer Chick’s first Christmas.  This is the child who hardly ever slept.  She woke up early nearly every morning.  In fact, we taught her how to turn on the TV and VCR so she could watch a video in the morning and let us sleep just a teensy bit longer.

Of course, that Christmas morning, she didn’t wake up early.  We sure did, though, in anticipation of the big moment when she would walk out and see what Santa had brought her.

Mr. AuburnChick and I took turns showering.  Soccer Chick slept on and on.  We tiptoed into her room several times to check on her.  Snoozing away.

Finally, tired of waiting, we snuck into her room and made a little bit of noise…just enough to gently draw her out of her sleep.  The last thing we wanted was a grumpy girl (wish I could remember how I did that way back when…could sure use ideas nowadays).

I’ll never forget how her eyes opened wide in amazement at the presents under the tree.  Oh, there wasn’t much because money was even more scarce then than today.  Somehow young children do not seem to care.

It’s one thing to experience the innocence of Christmas for yourself, but it’s quite another to watch it through your child’s eyes.