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Five kids, if you include my husband.  Oi!  What was I thinking? 

My friend is in the hospital, and I offered to take her 2 little girls to get there shots while I did mine.  Unfortunately, it wasn’t until we took a bus ride ($2.80 for the kids that weren’t mine, I might add)  and a subway ride, and a snack for the walk (another couple bucks) before we get there and find out they won’t let me do it.  I had a note from the friend and everything.  But alas, no go.  So instead, I had to drag the two extra little beings, along with my own 3yo who already had had her shot, through all the lines etc.  It didn’t take long- really, the  nurses and organizers do a pretty good job- but I suspect that the other people in the lines, mostly adults, didn’t enjoy our company.  Fortunately my husband was in a rare good humour, and made a few people laugh, so no one tried to kick us.

I bought them lunch afterwards- around $20.  There was only one fight, a big one, in the restaurant, so actually it went better than I thought.  Still, I’ll think twice before I do it again.

My eldest, 9yo, is an anxious child.  I don’t know if its just her age (I sure hope not, cuz someday I’ll have another 9yo) or her personality, but she gets worked up over everything.  Before she was able to get the shot, when they only allowed little kids to get it, she was Terrified that she’d catch the flu and die.  Terrified with a capital T.  Then when I said we would go get it, she was Terrified about the shot hurting.  Then after we got the shot, she was Terrified she would have some kind of bad reaction.  Oi!  She was sitting afterwards in the waiting room crying.  And then we get home last night and, of course, she’s crying because her arm is hurting, so something horrible must be happening.  I love my daughter so very much, I want to be sympathetic, but after awhile you just want to smack the kid in the back of the head and tell her to chill out!  (I have never hit my kids… I swear…)  She went to bed crying last night.  I went to bed wanting for a large glass of brandy!

So thats that.  I brought my knitting (a sock) but didn’t even pull it out.  And when I got home, I didn’t have much time to knit either.  Don’ t these rotten kids know that mommy needs to knit?  I managed to start the Mad trapper toque, but undid it because I screwed it up (tried doing 2×2 ribbing rather than 1×1, but stupidly didn’t do the math to see if it would work.) I ending up finishing only 2 rounds.

And now I have to do work-that-earns-money.  Sigh.

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I find it so interesting, reading other knitting blogs and forum, to hear the reactions some knitters get from strangers when they KIP (knit in public).  Til now, I’ve been something of a closet-knitter: all my friends and family know, but I rarely took my work out into the world, mostly because I am usually dragging a toddler.  But I think now I will start a research project, purposely taking my knitting into strange places to see people’s reactions, and spread the knitting virus.

Well, I did take it out recently, and had my first responses.  My daughter goes to Kumon (an afterschool math program) and while I waited, I knit. One woman, who kind of knows me, said something about how the wait gives me time to be productive.  But the cool stuff came from a little boy.

I’m guessing he was about my daughters age-7, ironically (she is fasinated with my knitting at the moment). As soon as he came into the room, he said hello to his mom, and then walked right up to me. With big eyes, he said “I’ve never seen anyone knit before!” The exclaimation point there is inportant- he really seemed surprised and impressed.  He sat right down next to me to watch.  I was pleased, of course, by his admiration.  I was also a little freaked out by his closeness- ever noticed how you start to lose track of your pattern, or slip a stitch or whatever as soon as someone starts watching?

But the little boy really made my day, anyhow.  If I had had another set of needles or a ball of yarn, I would have offered to teach him.  My daughter (hereby know as Libby) is learning to knit now- well, she’d say she already knows how to knit, since she has managed to do about 10 rows of stocking stitch.  It is a real kick to see your kid knit, although the patience necessary to teach her required a brandy infusion.  Still, I love to see the pride on her face when she shows off what she’s done.

 In other things, I’m finally trying to post my first picture.  This is of a sweater I did for Libby (who is also the model here), and was one of my first attempts to go pattern-free.  I made the sleeves just a little to wide at the shoulder seams, so I tried to make a kinda puffed sleeve.  Libby picked out the buttons- some are awful for sweater holes, but she had lots of fun choosing them.  It has been around for a few years, so its well-worn and too small for her now (but she will never give it to her little sister).  The cute redhead in the front is Libby’s little sister and constant tagalong, Kes (short for Kesara).  She’s still waiting for her first sweater.

Yummy Buttons

If this works, I’ll start posting pictures as much as i can

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