September 27th, 2009
Recently I’ve been going crazy trying to figure out a pattern for the blanket I’m going to crochet for my niece, who will be born to my brother and his fiancee in a couple of months. This happens to me sometimes when I’m first starting on a blanket. I’ll be close-but-not-quite-there on the pattern for what seems like forever, sketching ideas and looking at patterns online and even crocheting test squares and swatches. It’s really annoying while it’s happening, but once the pattern clicks it’s all worth it.
While I’m in this figuring-it-out stage, I don’t want to start anything else big, but I also need a break from staring at patterns and rearranging skeins on the floor and ripping out my test squares. So I crochet little things. Like, say, a cupcake!
It was such fun to crochet a cupcake that I made three more in quick order. The pink & blue swirled one was made for Annalie. Brenda & Bug happened to be visiting when I made them, so I made a yellow & green swirled cupcake for Bug, and the pink one for Brenda, adding a cherry at her request. That led to Annalie and Bug requesting cherries too, of course.
I felt left out without a cupcake of my own, so while I watched an episode of “Firefly” for the umpteenth time, I crocheted this orange one and topped it with a chocolate swirl.
Remember that homeschoolers’ knitting group/playgroup that we didn’t make it to last week? This week, we made it, thanks to Bonnie who emailed me Friday morning to remind me. While we were there I helped Bonnie’s daughter M figure out how to crochet a daisy, crocheting my own as I did so. Then I crocheted a quick headband to put my flower on. Annalie didn’t want to model it for me, so M graciously did the honors.
T had watched with interest as I finished up the headband and showed it to Annalie. She asked very sweetly, “Can you make one of those for me?” The yarn I happened to have with me matched her dress perfectly. How could I refuse?
The other day while I was working on a test square for my niece’s blanket, Annalie was rummaging in her toy baskets, Pepito the penguin under her arm. I heard her huff in exasperation, then say, “Mom? Have you seen any of my baby bottles?” I told her I hadn’t. She searched for a few more minutes, explaining that she needed a bottle to feed her baby penguin, because he was hungry. Eventually she gave up and settled down with her sketchpad and a pen to teach Pepito the alphabet.
Eager for an excuse to give up on the crazy-making test square for a while, I quietly found some white and yellow and pink yarn, dug the stuffing out of the closet, and set to work. Less than an hour later I had crocheted a baby bottle. Annalie’s eyes lit up when I handed it to her, and she immediately used it to feed Pepito.
Then when we took our daily photo for Troy, Annalie pretended to drink from the crocheted bottle, the little imp. She cracks me up.