2 am.
When one no longer has an infant in their home, being woken in the middle of the night by something other than your own bladder is rather unexpected. But, you know, it's just one of those things. I dragged myself out of bed, and stumbled down our short upstairs hallway to Anne's room. I open the door. Anne is sitting up in bed:
*hands me colored drawing of a rainbow*
"I made this for you, Mom. You were supposed to come get it when you got home."
*stern look*
Apparently I was in trouble, hence the late night wakeup call. I was at a photoshoot for my dance studio when she was put to bed by Mike earlier.
"I did come in here, darling, after I got home, but I did not see this drawing. Is that why you called me in here?"
"I need fuzzy socks, my feet are cold."
*long suffering sigh*
Is it any wonder why I feel like I'm dragging my way through this week? If I'm being honest, I'm struggling with a few things right now, and that feeling of overwhelment (is that a word? If not...I don't care :0) and spiritual dryness is threatening to consume me. I'm going to talk about this a bit on the next Tea Time.
Until then, the kids do make me smile:
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Christmas in July train set up and running |
*drum roll*
I bought blocking wires that are designed to stretch out lace fabric in a pleasing way, and I have to say that I'm quite happy with the results. I'm also very happy to have this shawl off of my needles, and to have moved onto something else! I'm in manic finish-it-up mode, trying to complete in-progress items so that I can feel good about myself and deny my own lack of commitment to craft projects prior to the onset of fall. Hey, I can try, right? ;-)
How was YOUR weekend? I'd love to hear about it in the comments!