D is for....
Look at Blankie, all grown up and finished, watching the final moments of the Sweden/Finland men's Gold Medal hockey game.
Brings a tear to my eye.
Hand me my gold medal. But could I get one without a hole in the middle? Thanks.
Next project, which I will start while the laundry from Nate's overnight piddle accident, and Skip's overnight vomit incident...
A bunnyhug for Kelly.
And I will be using THIS!
I'm so excited to start that I've only rolled one of the skeins into a ball. I just want to cast on.
Oh, and D is also for...
(shhh. I'm sure that laundry will just fold itself if I leave it to its own devices long enough. This is the result of a slug-like life yesterday, coupled with a piddle accident in the night by Nate, and a vomit incident by Skip. Woot! Go motherhood!)