My OCD baby

Three year olds are weird.  Josh and I joke that LouLa has OCD.  We know that it’s just a three year old thing, but there are times when a little joking helps.

Like when she’s crying because you didn’t fill up the *entire* line with the letters she is dictating to you.  In her world, there are no spaces in between letters and you must never, ever, skip lines.  The smallest space can cause her world to come crashing down.

Or, when she runs around before going to bed, picking up everything off of her floor, because she doesn’t want to “see” it.  It’s really weird when you find a piece of paper and a small toy that she has pushed under her door after going to bed.  When you ask her the next morning why she did that, she tells you about how she doesn’t want to “see” things.

It’s crazy, I tell ya.  Thank god for daddys that are willing to play Candyland (after stacking the deck-he’s not crazy!).

It’s not a wrap

No pictures today because I’m being lazy, but the wrap cardigan is not going to be a wrap.  The good news is that I think it’ll still be cute and wearable.  I’m working on sleeve #1 now, so it’ll be awhile.  I’ll post a picture of the finished product, I promise.

I have been working on the mini-socks.  I’ve gotten three done so far.  I love that they are a fast knit.  I’ve banned myself from knitting any regular sized socks for now, and it’s nice to be able to work on a sock, even if it’s a mini one.  When I’ve gotten the non-wrap cardigan done, I’ll let myself do a regular pair of socks.

I also have gotten one dishcloth done.  I really don’t like doing them.  I think it’s the cotton that is the problem.  It’s good cotton for dishcloths, but not so much fun to knit with.

I finished The House of Mirth yesterday.  I really, really loved the book, which surprised me.  It was one of those books that left me wondering about Lily after I had put the book away for the night.  That doesn’t happen to me very often.  While I’m reading, I can be pretty engrossed in a book, but once I put it away, I don’t usually think much about it.  The ending kept me guessing.  All I’ll say is that I’m glad it ended the way that it did.  I’m not a big fan of “happily ever after.”