Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Heart Slacker

Sorry, readers. I made an attempt, but I guess my HEART just wasn't in it. Plus, we've already determined (twice) that I'm not a good rule-follower. That doubly applies when we're talking about rules I've made up for myself, apparently.

Have you ever noticed how as soon as you publicly declare that you're not overly fond of a certain month, the birthdays just start coming out of the woodwork? That happened to me last week, and I do HEART the following people very much:

Feb 17: My BFF Wendy's birthday. She and her sisters recently started
an awesome blog to share all of their crafty and creative endeavors. It's a great read if you get a chance. She posted about our trip to Mad Potter last Friday; it was my first paint-your-own-pottery night in years and years. I can't wait to go back again next month, now that I remember how much I HEART paint-your-own-pottery places. I'll post pictures of my item soon!

Feb 18: My coworker Jane's birthday. She doesn't read this blog, but she and I got our forklift licenses at the same time, and I totally love working with her. The poor girl was sick on her big day, so we had to leave all her Payday bars and candy in her desk.

Feb 19: My friend and debate partner
Joy's birthday. I've known Joy since September 1994 (that can't possibly be almost 15 years, can it?), when we took an honor's class in college together. From hot chocolate parties, an Easter road trip to New York City including a great white-out blizzard experience, and debate tournaments to eating sushi, knitting socks, and chatting on Facebook, Joy has been a great friend and is someone I really look up to.

Feb 20: My friend and former coworker
Kara's birthday. Kara and I were training specialists together for what seems like a very short time, and I'm really glad that we are still in touch. She's part of the green club (which will hopefully reconvene soon, with the addition of Chris), and she also wants me to teach her to knit, so that she can learn how to make socks! I'm very much looking forward to that, and it's on me to come up with a day, so I'd better do that soon.

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In other news, we had a baby shower today for a girl at work who is due on April 2. She's the one who made my
awesome turtle cake for my birthday, so I knew I needed to do something special for her. I had some Blue Sky organic cotton in the stash (in the stash!!), and decided to improvise a sweater for the baby. She's having a boy, so the navy and green were perfect. So, without further ado, the improvised baby sweater:

It's a knit 3, purl 1 rib pattern, and the stripes are such that the next color you want is always where you want it to be when you want it to be there. (Two rows navy, one row white, two rows green, one row white, and so on.)

It's approximately 6-9 months size, so hopefully it will fit him next winter.

My monkey wanted to try it on. Hopefully it will be cuter on the baby. :) I'm not completely satisfied with how it turned out, but it is cute. And... it did get the biggest "Awwwwwwwww"s at the shower today.

Now I'm going to have to bust my butt to get my February socks done in... uh... 3 days.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

I HEART This Quick List

February 6
I HEART
Monk and Psych.

February 7
I HEART sock club, and all my sock club members, and knitting socks, and being at my yarn store, and sock yarn, and sock needles, and sock patterns. I know this surprises all of you, dear readers, but you'll get over it.

February 8
I HEART great, creepy books being made into great, creepy movies. If you haven't seen (or read!)
Coraline, I highly recommend it.

February 9
I HEART the recently-formed Green Club, which consists of
Kimmie, Kara, Leslie and myself going to Noodles & Company for lunch the last two Mondays. (I also HEART Kimmie, Kara, and Leslie.)

February 10
I HEART 5:00 pm. Moreso on days like today than usual.

February 11
I HEART taking off my work boots when I get home. This HEART is very much related to yesterday's HEART.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

... And On ...

February 4
I HEART hand knitted foot cozies.

I've been loving this particular pair of Fuzzy Feet for a smidge over three years, and it's starting to show.

I think I might need to start knitting another pair for backup.

It's a good thing I have hand knitted foot cozy big toe protection underneath.


I HEART double power hand knitted foot cozies!



February 5
It's Thursday, and even though I know you know this already, I HEART
Burn Notice.

On MacGyver, I used to get very jealous of any girl that MacGyver was seeing or, heaven forbid, kissing. It was ridiculous that he would allow those girls to hang on him like that. Seriously. But it's different with Fiona. She's competition, yes, but she likes to blow things up. There's nothing wrong with that.

And Brenda, you're absolutely right about Sam. Your love for Bruce Campbell rubbed off onto me ("Name's Ash. Housewares." "Gimme some sugar, baby.") and I love the role he plays in this show. He's perfect.

Ah. I HEART Thursdays.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

My HEART Will Go On

I don't like February. I've discovered this over the past couple of years... it's very difficult for me to get anything done in February. It's hard for me to be inspired, it's hard for me to be excited, it's hard for me to be in a good mood... it's even hard for me to pronounce February! Seriously. Say it a few times in a row and listen to how ridiculous it sounds. Stupid February.

NO! Not this year! Happy February! I'm taking February back.

I've decided I'm going to find at least one thing to be super happy about every day this February. And since it is
American Heart Month after all... everything I pick will be something that I HEART!

So, without further ado...

February 1
I HEART knitting patterns that inspire me to cast on and knit them right away! This heart pattern (are you sensing a theme?) was one of the Knitty surprises this winter, and it made me so happy when I saw it that I had to cast on the very day it became available. It uses sock yarn and itty bitty needles, and I had two perfect yarns in my stash. The variegated red is Fleece Artist, and the solid is Louet Gems. Don't tell her, but I'm giving this one to my friend Joyer, because I HEART her, too!

February 2
I HEART my mom.

After my post about my 25 random things, she tried to post a comment with 25 comments on my 25 random things, but it wouldn't let the comment publish, so she printed them out and sent them to me. I totally HEART this list, and I have her permission to post it here.

1. You've never followed the rules.
2. You write the rules.
3. In kindergarten, you refused to make a project because your brother had already made one two years earlier.
4. I was not furious about the ballet class; I was extremely embarrassed.
5. There was no controlling you.
6. You were SO CUTE in your tutu!
7. The ballet instructor was NOT a nice person.
8. I still have to hide the band-aids from you.
9. Wasn't your detective agency's first job to find the band-aids?
10. Remember looking through the corn in the garden to find clues?
11. You were at G'ma and G'pa Mowery's house at breakfast when you asked for the "gravy." My mom and dad thought you were hysterically funny!
12. "Gravy" is an awesome knick-name!
13. Dad insisted you take marching band. I was distraught because you were so... hysterical... but NOT funny!
14. Which car's engine died because you "forgot" to check the oil?
15. A T-rex is allowed to stomp on the grass but is too tough to get injured. I am doubting the hyper-extension...
16. "You and I both know you rolled through that stop sign."
17. Great job list -- you are so versatile!
18. The un-engagement -- you totally lucked out on that one!
19. Dad loved the ocean-in-a-bottle you brought back from LA.
20. You are an incredible knitter! (Thanks,
Brenda!)
21. All of your knitting fans adore their socks.
22. How long is the waiting list of people who want more socks?
23. Your sweater is doggone outrageous-gorgeous!!!
24. Excuse me... costumes for turtles? Are you trying to pull the wool over our eyes? BAAA-humbug!!!
25. LOVE THE PRIZE!!!

(My mom is SO adorable! I HEART HER!!!)

February 3
I HEART my
sister-in-law!

I am SO proud of her. She is learning how to knit socks! I sent her some sock yarn and some needles and a beginning pattern, and she's braving it with the help of her mom. I don't know how she does everything she does and still has time for learning how to knit socks and
post pictures of her adorable children and everything else she does! I don't tell her often enough how much I love and appreciate her. I HEART you, Morgan!

(Plus, the other night when we were talking online, she gave me my most favoritest title ever. She called me a Knitting Ninja Master Pirate Queen! Yeah!)

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Random 25 Things

So there's this thing going around on Facebook where you're supposed to write 25 random things about yourself and then tag 25 people to write random things about themselves and tag 25 other people... and so on. It's kind of like a pyramid scheme of randomness. I wrote my list but didn't tag anyone, because I am the type of person who laughs in the face of rules.

HA HA HA!!!

Okay, well, maybe I only laugh in the face of rules for memes that don't really make any difference to real life. Yeah, uh... that's it.

So here's my list of 25 random things that I just know you'll be thrilled to read. But YOU get a special prize at the end, unlike my Facebook buddies. You just have to read skim scroll to the end of this post for your prize. Enjoy!

1. My first recorded career choice (in kindergarten) was School Bus Driver.

2. When I was five, I took a week-long ballet class. After the first or second day, I decided I didn't like the teacher, so I spent the rest of the week sitting on the piano bench. This was very infuriating to my mother, who had spent good money for me to take the class. This story involves a bit about Nestle Crunch Bars, which I will share with you at a later date.

3. When I was a kid, my mom had to hide the band-aids because if I had access to them, I would use them even if I didn't have a reason. As an adult, I have cultivated a band-aid collection featuring nearly two dozen different kinds, including 101 Dalmatians, two different Jurassic Park movies, the 1996 Olympic games, crayon-shaped bandaids, pirates, Spiderman, and The Cat in the Hat, to name a few. My most recent addition to the collection are bandaids with little ambulances all over them. My favorites are the ones that come in the metal boxes. I like to use the ambulance band-aids whenever it's necessary to call the Waaaaaaah-mbulance. Yes, I pulled out the entire collection in order to report this accurately. This random fact has officially gotten out of control.

4. My brother and I had our own detective agency when we were kids. Mom would hide things and then give us clues leading to other clues which led to other clues which finally led us to the things she hid. The first thing we found for her was her hairbrush.

5. Someone gave my brother the nickname "Higgy Baby". I tried to become "Higgy Baby, Jr." but it never really caught on.

6. My mom and dad nicknamed me Gravy. One time when we were having breakfast for dinner, I asked for someone to pass the gravy instead of the syrup. Seriously, "Gravy" is not more catchy than "Higgy Baby, Jr."

7. The two things I miss the most from high school are marching band and youth group. I fought tooth and nail during 8th grade to get out of having to be in marching band. I'm glad my parents didn't give in on that one.

8. Six months after getting my driver's license, I totalled my dad's 1980 Chevy Luv Truck when I crashed into an Amish wagon. In my defense, it was dark outside, the wagon had no lights or reflectors, and it was stopped half-on and half-off of a country road because it had been clipped by another car a short while earlier. Amazingly, no one was injured.

9. When I was a junior and senior in high school, I worked in the children's department of the public library. It was my responsibility to take care of Dewey, the hamster. One Dewey died on my watch, after biting me while I was trying to clean out his cage. I don't think the biting and the dying are related.

10. I graduated from high school as one of ten valedictorians.

11. One of the things I miss most from college is being on the debate team. My first partner and I won first place in a novice tournament our first year. One of the most challenging things I've ever done is participate in Lincoln-Douglass style debate, where you are given the topic of the debate about an hour before the debate actually starts.

12. My very first car was a two-door, stick-shift Chevy Cavalier with a leaky moon roof. It was a hand-me-down from my brother for my sophomore year of college. Since then I've driven a Buick LeSabre(toothed-tiger), a Ford Tempo, a Saturn SL, and my current ride, a 2002 Ford Explorer Sport Trac, which I love.

13. It was during college (and because of the movie Home For The Holidays) that I discovered my inner Tyrannosaurus Rex. I was so dedicated to my inner dino that I hyper-extended my knee while stomping in the grass on the way to dinner one night.

14. I've been pulled over 8 times. For a while I had a trend going where on the odd times I'd only get a warning, and the even times I'd get a ticket. But then the 8th time I got pulled over, I got another warning. The ninth time? I'm gonna pay. The last time I got a ticket was eight and a half years ago. That's not too shabby.

15. I've had five different teaching jobs after college including a Christian school, an inner-city charter school, GED classes, Sylvan Learning Center, and training adults for the Girl Scouts.

16. I've had an number of non-teaching-related jobs since college, too, including writing online training (okay, that one is sort of teaching-related), admin for United Way, clerking and teaching knitting classes at a local yarn store (okay, okay... there's the "teaching" thing again), and my current job as a Parts & Inventory Control Assistant at a machine shop.

17. I was engaged for a little over five years. It, uh, didn't work out.

18. Two of my favorite vacations ever were with my friend Brenda. The first was when we house-sat for my brother & sister-in-law in their apartment in Los Angeles for a couple weeks. The second was when we went on a three day cruise to the Bahamas and got to spend time in Orlando, too.

19. The same Brenda taught me how to knit over her birthday weekend in January of 2002, when I started knitting a scarf for a co-worker. Shortly after, I found out I was going to be an aunt for the first time, and that was all the inspiration I needed to continue.

20. My niece Maggie (6 years old) has received a birthday sweater every year plus a 3-month sweater. My nephew Calvin (recently turned 3) has received a birthday sweater every year plus a newborn sweater. My new niece Hallie received a birth day sweater, and has many more birthday sweaters to look forward to. When Maggie turned five, she got to pick out the yarn and pattern for her birthday sweater. She gets to do that every year now, and Calvin, Hallie, and any other nieces and nephews I have will get to do the same thing once they turn five.

21. I knitted the sweater I'm wearing in my profile picture [on Facebook]. It took me ten months, but I had lots of other projects I worked on during that time, too. I think my favorite thing to knit is socks. However, I often have problems finishing the second one because by that time, I'm ready to move on to something new.

22. I am a published knitting designer. I've designed a hat, a baby sweater, and a set of costumes for a stuffed turtle.

23. I still work part time and teach at the knitting store. I run a sock club on Saturday mornings with a consistent attendance of a dozen or more participants. I am very proud to have been with the store since before they opened in the fall of 2005.

24. I can't decide if this is a list of 25 random things about me, or if it's a list of accomplishments, or if it's an annotated bullet list of my life. I thought it was going to be hard to come up with 25 whole things, and now I'm going to worry that I missed some really important ones. I need to stop over thinking things.

25. My most recent big accomplishment was earning my forklift operator's license at work during the first week of this year.

Ready for your prize? Here it is:

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Ssssssssssssssssssssssssso?

Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssnow.














Sssssssssssssssssssssssssspace heater.














Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssnacks.


















Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssocks.*














Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssnake!














It's shaping up to be a ssssssssssssssssssssssssweet evening!

*More deets on the sock later... the second one is started. Don't worry, I'll keep you updated.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

An Open Letter

Dear Richard Dean Anderson,


I was a mere handful of days shy of nine years old when
MacGyver first aired on September 29, 1985. I can still remember sitting in the old gym at Shreve Elementary School with Diana Sparr during an indoor recess (it must have been raining hard that day!), discussing the relative merits of the show, and how creative and inventive you were to be able to solve so many of the world's problems with items you might find in a desk drawer or pocketbook.

I have been a die-hard fan ever since. When Brenda and I moved into the house in Southgate in 2002, and she had all those seasons' worth of Stargate SG-1, my love for you was renewed as those DVDs were our go-to entertainment for many a knit-filled evening and weekend. Your leadership, strength and wit keep me watching the syndicated episodes on the Sci-Fi channel even to this day.

One of
my very first blog posts was a tribute to you, and how you might have used knitting needles and accoutrements to solve even more social and world issues during MacGyver, if only your producer had had the vision.

I have told many a friend and family member about my great admiration for you and your work, and how I have been convinced for a very long time (23 years? Has it really been that long?) that some day you would come for me and take me away with you to live happily ever after. Sure, I have had a few little crushes here and there, but they never distracted me from my certain future with you.

I have been patient. I know the long wait will be worth it. But I feel I need to tell you something before it is too late.

You might want to hurry. You have competition.

Sincerely,
Brooke T. Higgins

*****

Burn Notice
All new episodes start tonight, January 22, at 10pm (EST) on USA Network.

Thank you, USA Network...

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Baa-dorable


I'm posting this story because I think these pictures are absolutely adorable and I want to be able to find them always. Someone on Ravelry posted about a real live Shaun the Sheep, and I had to have a look. You can click here to read the whole story, but I'll paraphrase for the click-o-phobic among us.

Apparently this little sheep named Jack Frost was born on January 1 and abandoned by his mom. Because of the sub-zero temperatures, the farm where he lives had to find a way to keep him extra warm, so they found a knitted sweater for him to wear! Apparently he's a friendly little guy, and he's been growing so fast they're worried he might outgrow his sweater before the weather warms up.

Too cute!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

January Socks


Crosshatch Lace Socks from
More Sensational Knitted Socks by Charlene Schurch


Yarn: Claudia's Handpainted, Cabin Fever colorway
Needles: US 2 dpns
Toe up (figure 8 cast on) with heel flap


For: Me! Who doesn't love new socks? I can't wait to wear them to sock club on Saturday. The second picture is the closest to actual colors. (Anybody else in Ohio miss taking pictures in actual sunlight?) This colorway vanished from the shelves quicker than a ninja on speed, so I'm really glad I snagged some before it was all gone. I chose a toe-up pattern to make sure I'd have enough yarn to finish, since Claudia's, while absolutely beautiful and soft and one of my favorite sock yarns of all time, doesn't have as much yardage as some other sock yarns. I think these turned out great.

I just wish somebody would tell me where my other sock blocker is. Hrmph.

Have you seen the new Cookie A. pattern in Knit.1 magazine? *swoon* I might have started it already. But no linky linky. They're a gift for someone who reads this blog, and if she wants to know what the pattern looks like, she's gonna have to do the research herself. Hehe. I'll post pictures when they're done, though. I might even find the other sock blocker by then.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Happy New Yarn!

Christmas Flat Feet
Gift from: Morgan (birthday gift)
400 yards, 80% Superwash Merino, 20% Nylon
Purchased from: Great Yarns, Everett, WA

Malabrigo Sock, Cote D'Azure
Gift from: Morgan (birthday gift)
440 yards, Pure Superwash Merino
Purchased from: Great Yarns

Noro Silk Garden Sock, Color S252
Gift from: Lisa
300m, 40% Wool, 25% Silk, 25% Nylon, 10% Kid Mohair

Opal Sock, Dumbledore
Gift from: Karen
425m, 75% Superwash Wool, 25% Polyamid

Malabrigo Sock, Boticelli Red
Gift from: Mom
440 yards, Pure Superwash Merino
Purchased from: Great Yarns

Merino Mia, Mocha
Gift from: Mom
190 yards per skein, 100% Merino Wool
Purchased from: Great Yarns

Berroco Ultra Alpaca Fine, Pea Soup Mix and Oceanic Mix
Gift from: Mom
433 yards each, 50% Peruvian Wool, 20% Super Fine Alpaca, 30% Nylon
Purchased from: Calla Lily Yarns, Wooster, OH

Misti Alpaca, Taos
Gift from: Mom
437 yards, 50% Alpaca, 30% Merino Wool, 10% Silk, 10% Nylon
Purchased from: Calla Lily Yarns

Lana Grossa Cool Wool, Color 438
Gift from: Aunt Karyl Lynn
160m, 100% Extrafine Merino Wool (7 balls)
Purchased from: Sew Krazy, Wooster, OH

Shibui Sock, Orchid
Gift from: Mom (for socks for a certain niece of mine)
191 yards, 100% Superwash Merino (one skein)
Purchased from: Sew Krazy

Merino Mia, Yosemie
Gift from: Mom (for socks for a certain nephew of mine)
190 yards, 100% Merino Wool
Purchased from: Sew Krazy

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Whew! Thanks to all the birthday Santas and Christmas Santas who made this post possible. Fortunately, about 4,137 yards of the above 5,362 yards of yarn are sock weight, because I was just about out of sock yarn. WOO HOO!!!

Monday, December 29, 2008

Christmas Angel

Four years ago (three years ago? No, I think it was four...) we had crazazy snow and ice storms the week preceding Christmas. By the time I was ready to head Northeast to my parents' house, the kindly snowplows that cleaned my apartment building's parking lot had carefully piled snow, topped with ice, topped with more snow, right behind everyone's cars. My Saturn SL could only dream of getting over that mountain.

We had a "digging out" party in the parking lot one afternoon, where at least a half dozen tenants were in the parking lot at the same time. I didn't have my own snow shovel, so I asked a number of people if they would let me borrow theirs when they were finished. In true Christmas spirit, no one would commit to shovel-lending, although one kind neighbor did drive me to Meijer, where a frantic search led to zero snow shovels and a very frustrated Brooke.

I had called my parents a couple of times to let them know about my plight, only to find that they were stranded in a different way... they'd been without power for about a day.* (Fortunately this was before digital phones, so their phone worked just fine even though they were without power.) They encouraged me to keep trying to get my car out of the parking lot, and I scoured my apartment looking for innovative snow removal equipment.

Found: one aluminum softball bat.

Picture this: Drunken Monkey outside, aluminum softball bat in hand, kneeling over the pile of snow and ice behind her car, beating valiantly at said pile and brushing tiny clumps of snow and ice to the side. Four years later (three years?), it's kind of funny to think about. Then, it was a desperate attempt to get the heck out of dodge.

So I'm beating and brushing, whacking and wiping, smacking and smoothing, and thinking just how ridiculous I must look, when an old beat-up sedan drove through the parking lot and parked near the dumpster. A middle-aged man with long hair tied back with a bandana and wearing a Harley Davidson jacket got out, along with a junior-high-ish-aged boy. He came over to me and asked me if I needed a push. I could have kissed him. With his help (and the slight indentation I had made in the snow/ice pile with my softball bat), the car made it over the hump and I drove it over to a section of parking lot that had been completely cleared. I quickly packed my stuff and boogied out of here as quickly as possible.

I've lived here ever since and have never seen that guy again. I call him my
Harley's Christmas Angel.

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This year, however, brought a completely different kind of angel. I drove Northeast again this year to spend Christmas with Mom and Aunt Karyl Lynn. We had a few great and lazy days, with all sorts of good food and silly puppies and two seasons of
Psych on DVD. However, the night before Christmas I noticed that something was missing from the nativity scene in front of Mom's tree. Where was the angel?



Ah.. there she is. Knitasha got an angel outfit for Christmas this year, and I'd say she pulls it off pretty well. What do you think?



Aunt Karyl Lynn and I took her to
Calla Lily Yarn & Gifts on Friday to show Donna, but she was out of town. So we looked around and might have picked up a thing or two. (I'll post about Christmas yarn in the next couple days, promise.)





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Last year I had another experience with a Christmas angel. I held open the door at
Panera for a man on a very rainy day a few days before Christmas. He got in line in front of me on the sandwich side. It was one of those days where you spend the whole time in line thinking you probably should have gotten in the other line because it's moving faster, but as soon as you think you might step over there, three more groups of people get in that other line and you end up staying where you are, but you wish you'd made the move just a moment sooner.

Anyway, this guy in front of me picked up a handful of gift cards as he got up to the register, and I couldn't help thinking, "You have got to be kidding me... this is going to take for. ev. er." All I was going to do was get a drink and play on my laptop for a little bit. And this guy was going to waste a good... what, two minutes of my oh-so-valuable time? So I'm being a rotten jerk inside my head, and he turns around and hands me one of the gift cards he just bought, and thanks me once again for holding the door open for him.

I picked my jaw up off the floor, mentally smacked myself, and gave him a big hug. He told me to have a blessed Christmas, and he went about his merry way. Talk about a Christmas-spirit attitude adjustment.

Have you ever met a Christmas angel? I'd love to hear about it in the comments.

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*All together, my parents were without power for more than 80 hours that Christmas. All my dad got for Christmas that year was a stack of DVDs about two feet tall. And really, there's only so much reading you can do from the back of a DVD case before you have to put it down. We spent much of Christmas day squeezing the foot of one of Mom's presents... a stuffed dog who sang "Singing in the Rain" while tapping his toes and swinging his umbrella back and forth.

Regardless, it was MUCH nicer spending Christmas with them and cooking hamburgers on the wood stove than it would have been spending Christmas alone in my apartment. Memories!!

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Caution

My recently-turned-three-year-old nephew Calvin is awesome. He loves trains and cars and trucks and books and guns and Monkey George and any game you can play with a dodo (ball). He talks up a storm and chases his big sister and finds ways to keep his baby sister from screaming. It was so incredible to see him over Thanksgiving, since the last time Mom and I had seen him was a year and a half ago... half of his lifetime! He's (obviously) SO different now and it was a blast to get to know him again.

These all seem fairly common characteristics of a three-year-old boy, but something you might not know about Calvin is that he has a bit of... spirit. I'm fairly certain that everyone who has ever met him has been witness to that stubborn, fire-y streak, so I thought it only fair that his third birthday sweater be a warning to all.



And if that's not enough (you know some people have trouble heeding vague warning signs...), the back reads:


And Calvin loved it. He wore it a lot while we were there, and I hope he's still enjoying it. It's his "chicken" sweater. He calls lots of things "chicken", and that's a lot easier (and let's face it, more fun) than saying "construction". Here he is on Sunday morning rocking his sister's carseat so she'd stay happy right before we headed to church:


(Please note that Hallie is still wearing her February baby sweater and Saartje's booties. The west-coast Higgins's seem to be an often happily be-knitted family.)

Calvin's sweater is the Knitting Pure & Simple top-down raglan for kids, and I designed the colorwork after seeing a caution tape scarf in CRAFT magazine a while back. I used Berroco Comfort Worsted yarn and size 9 needles. I refuse to admit that it took me until 12:30am the night before our flight left to finish it.

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Maggie and Calvin both got new socks a few weeks before Thanksgiving, too (so much for Valentine's socks).

Maggie's are the Handsome Devil pattern, using two different balls of Cascade fixation. I had seen someone else do these colors on the Six Sox Knitalong, and had to try it myself, only Maggie-sized.

Calvin's are Charlie's Dragon Socks from Cat Bordhi's New Directions for Sock Knitters book. First of all, let me tell you how much I love this book. I LOVE this book! I can't wait to experiment with more of the patterns and sock chickens. Umm, sock constructions. It's so much fun! And you can completely customize your socks for anyone with the super helpful charts.

Why dragon socks? Because you can unbutton and unfurl the dragon tails and let them fly out behind you as you scamper about your business, that's why. I used Opal Handpainted yarn double-stranded for the main color, and a reddish brown Trekking yarn for the tail spikes.

Heehee. :)

My nephew's feet amuse me.

P.S. If you aren't yet convinced that I am completely smitten with my nephew, please note that these are all the tails I had to weave in times TWO dragon tails. Love love love...