Summertime is coming. And we all know that means lace knitting. I'll have to pry myself away from the socks. And move on to airy, pretty, girly lace. Along those lines, I've joined this:
A little competition with Birch and me as a team. I'm hoping to finish Birch and maybe move on to the Violets by the River shawl. Probably a little overambitious, but a girl can dream.
There's been two big developmental milestones at our house in the past week. Catie has now mastered the art of the sippy cup. For months she's been chewing on the little spout and not sucking. After watching another kid yesterday, it clicked. She's now incredibly excited about apple juice. And she's FINALLY learned to say "mamama". Only problem is, she's said it about 2 or 3 times and no more. Why, oh why, does it have to be "dadadadada" to everything? "I-da" "Oooh-da" "Ee-da" I'm well aware of the fact that the "D" sound is easier to make than the "M" sound, but come on, girl. I'm feeling a little left behind on the vocabulary train.
So here she is, with the parent she loves the most. At least she must, by as much as she says his name. Note the yarn in her hands. You can never start too early.