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There is so much I could write after these first three weeks. It’s been a priceless time, getting to know our new little guy.  We are all so in love with him!! Little Man and Knittykid are head over heels, and although there has definitely been some big brother drama with our two older guys, they absolutely adore their little brother as much as we do.

I’m too tired to write a ton (just about time for the wee guy and I to head up to bed) so I’m going to leave you with the fabulous one liners that Knittykid has been blessing us with these weeks in regards to his new sibling:

• “Can we go watch Bob the Builder now?” Said literally five minutes after he watched his baby brother be born.  Apparently birth is just another part of the morning routine when you’re two: Eat cheerios, watch brother be born, TV time. Makes sense, right?
• Can you put that baby on the table/on Daddy/right over there? I want Mama time.
• Can I bite the baby? (Said in the sweetest voice) Noooo, I can’t bite the baby, but I can bite raisins!!!
• I don’t think my baby is coming out. As he points to his tummy oh so sadly.
• My baby is coming out!!! My baby is coming out! Oh. no it isn’t…. Coming to grips with the fact that he is not really pregnant like Mama was, despite that he’s insisted on for the last six months.

I’ll have a blog name for our newest boy in the next post, hopefully!! I’m still working on one.

1. “Mama, you know what the scary thing is about kindergarten? Every day my teacher picks a helper, and you have to take the folder to the office all by yourself!”

2. “We had gym.”

3. “We don’t have gym until Monday.”

4. “We sat in a circle and did nothing the whole day.”

5. “My teacher let me walk all over the school by myself and I found all my friends rooms.”

6. “We were really safe because our teacher stayed with us the whole time, even in the gym.”

7. “A burglar came into the room but I chased him out.”

8. “We didn’t sing any songs or play any games.”

9. “We played Run For Your Supper.”

10. “Our teacher taught us this song.”

I’m guessing 3, 4, 5, 7, and 8 would be marked False. How I’m ever going to figure out what he really does there is beyond me. I”ll get the hang of decoding, I guess. Either way, kindergarten is cool, Little Man is happy and mighty relieved to have that first day done with.

First week of kindergarten: CHECK. Now we can officially have this baby!

I’m so glad this baby is coming out relatively soon. Both boys were early, at 38 and 39 weeks. I’m trying not to assume that this one will be early too, but oh how I would appreciate it if baby shows up before week 40! I’m so wiped out with this one. Tired, swollen, and worn out! I feel like my feet are going to explode. I have a hopeful theory though:

Little Man: Super easy pregnancy, I bounced right through it. Little Man now? We’ll say he’s spirited, creative, spunky, but not easy! 🙂 As one friend at playgroup said today (after I told her the story of how he played a “joke” yesterday that involved a giant jar of raisins being thrown all over the room) “I’m not sure what I’d do if my boys did stuff like that all the time.” Heh…..yeah.

Knittykid: Kind of easy pregnancy. More tiring, a bit of bed rest, but not too bad. And now, for the most part? Kind of an easy kid. He’s definitely more laid back than his big brother, that’s for sure, although he’s got his moments, and he’s BUSY.

Baby #3: Wearing me out, and just 35 weeks! So I’m hoping, maybe that means super easy kid? The kid who likes to sit and color all afternoon long? Who likes to help Mama clean up? (Do these children exist?)

Of course, I’m assuming that we’re getting another spunky little boy to join this family (or maybe a spunky girl?) but it’s funny to think about the possibility of a quiet, easy going little kid. I’m not sure I’d know what to do. I’m pretty used to the chaos by now, and crazily I think I prefer it a bit!

Anyway, enough of that theory. I’m just about finished up with soakers for now. A couple more to finish up, but here’s the latest showcase:

Curly Purly in Classic Elite Tweed with Cascade 220 trim:

Culry Purly in Wool of the Andes and Cascade 220 trim:

Little Turtle Knits Picky Pants in Handpainted Yarn.com merino:

Little Turtle Knits Picky Pants in Blackberry Ridge Merino:

Little Turtle Knits Picky Pants in LTK farm yarn:

“Sure honey, go ahead and go out on the road for a week. We could use the extra money and I know how much you love to work washed up rock and roll shows at county fairs. I can survive seven days with the boys, we’ve done it before.”

All I could think of for seven days was “I f$%#ing agreed to what??””” If it wasn’t for the fact that I’m pregnant right now and therefore not drinking, I would have thought that I must have been drunk to say yes.

The Skeptic is back now. Here’s the short list of what happened in our week:

-exploding plumbing under the sink

-two year molars + possible weird ear infection resulting in fever and massive screaming three nights in a row, plus intensive clinginess all week long

-the death (AGAIN, how many freaking times can I have this happen?) of my computer

-massive temps and humidity but me with no air conditioning (we couldn’t find the foam inserts that keep the bats out, I thought bats in the house would be extra, extra bad, so I said don’t put them in the windows yet)

-general bedtime mayhem plus pregnancy hormones that left Knittykid saying “Are you okay Mommy?” as Little Man hid under his blankets

-cat diarrhea

I’ll stop there, but you get the drift. There were fun moments, I managed to get both boys and both dogs down to my parents for the weekend, which helped a great deal. And somehow things managed to settle down by Thursday (maybe I was the five hours of TV I gave into for Little Man). By the time the Skeptic got home I was actually somewhat cheerful and in a good mood again. Which he was happy about, since the last time he called me I told him “If someone came over and broke both of my legs right now it would be a relief.”

Okay, maybe it wasn’t THAT bad. But to my Skeptic: Let’s keep the shows local for the rest of the summer, okay?

Stupid birds, stupid sun.

Despite the fact that I made heavy felted curtains to block out nearly all bits and pieces of light, Knittykid is still choosing to get up before 5am every day. The time of choice today? 4:30am. Just needed to share the agony a bit here.

Other than that, Have a Happy 4th my American friends!!!!!

Wow, the last two weeks have been a whirlwind! I actually have a ton of FO’s to show you, but not any time to post them all. Here’s a little sneak of the BSJ:

Any button suggestions?

A colorway closeup. It’s the Knitpicks fingering dyed by me with onion skin and tumeric.

I’m off to Chicago this weekend for a conference. A trip like this always gives me mixed feelings. It’s three nights by myself in a swanky hotel without the boys. Just like Toronto, I’m sure I’ll love it the first night and be ready to come home already the second.

Any Chicago travel suggestions for me? The conference is out by O’Hare, but I guess there is a train station close by. Remember, you’re talking to a 27 week pregnant lady who has to rely on public transport and hasn’t been to Chicago since she was 18. I’m looking for good yarn, good food, easy to get to!

Yeah, I’m still not to #5. I did get to bed though….

It’s been a week of absolute craziness and extreme pregnancy aches and pains, but I’m happy to report that this music teacher is DONE for the summer. Detailed pictorial update as soon as I get through this crazy weekend!

Little Man has been dragging his nature box around with him the last two weeks. This box is filled with all of his treasures he finds outside, from pinecones to dead cicadas. It also includes his magnifying glass, flower press, nature journal, all sorts of good stuff that he loves. I’ve been reading The Creative Family by the lovely Soulemama and was inspired by her family’s gorgeous nature table. So yesterday, Little Man and I got to it and set one up.

Our visions were a bit different.

Mine included covering the table with some pretty fabric, adding some nice plants, getting some sweet dishes and jars for all his stuff and setting it all up. Nice, right?

His plan was no plants unless he was growing them himself, no pretty fabric (no pretty anything!), cardboard boxes and cans.

Guess who won?

Not the most attractive nature table, is it?

Since he was the only one of us who felt the need to burst into tears at every suggestion, I figured I’d better let him win on this one. I’m just thankful he did not remember the beaver skeleton that he and the Skeptic found last summer, which is hidden in the basement. I’m sure he’d want that on display too. The dead cicada is there, but I hid the jar behind his radish plant. At least we agreed on keeping all his supplies on the second shelf under the table, so at the top is just for display and collecting. I’m hoping it will evolve a bit over the summer and maybe when he’s not so tired (or feeling so very five) that we can rearrange a bit. I really would like it to be for the whole family, but for now he has claimed it as his. (Could I get him to go for felted bowls?)

Little Man is a constant teacher in letting go. So many times I have an idea for a project and his idea turns out to be very different from mine. It’s so hard for me to realize that the whole point is for him to get to create, that I might have a suggestion or idea but really it’s all about him. I have plenty of chances to do my own thing, and he certainly doesn’t tell me how to spin or knit.

Knittykid is getting into the creative picture around here too now, so I’ll be spending my summer making sure that both boys have their chance to try their own ideas, keeping mine to gentle reminders or suggestions if they need it.