King's Crown, and when I saw it online, I just knew that I needed to make one right that very second. I pulled out my hook and a skein of Berroco Comfort in "Goldenrod", and chained on (is that right?...what's the crocheting version of 'cast on'?).
Anyway, I wanted to make this fun little play thing for Alex because we've been reading through a book of fairy tales and I thought he'd get a kick out of dressing up like a prince. As you can see from the photo, it came out a little smaller than I thought it would, and Eddie ended up with it :) Doesn't he look regal? There's another pattern on Ravelry for a lion mane and since Eddie left this crown on for about 15 minutes, I've decided to knit one of those too, lol. I think I've just been bitten by the knit-funny-little-things-and-dress-your-cat-up-for-photos bug (even though this is crocheted and not knit, lol).
Speaking of crochet, did I ever tell you that I learned to crochet way before I ever learned to knit? I started 'hookin' when I was about 9 (maybe?) and I played with my little stash of yarn which consisted of about three baseball-sized balls of random acrylic yarn passed down from my mom. I would make a granny square, and then rip it all back out only to start again. I had no idea how to make anything else, or how to finish off my projects. It wasn't until I picked up a copy of 7-Day Afghans that I learned how to read a pattern. I made three or four different afghans and was even commissioned to make one for a friend. I can assure you, they all took longer than 7 days, lol. Anyway, I never really got hooked on crochet (pun intended) and only did it on occasion when I didn't have any good books handy and my husband was hogging the tv. He was the recipient of my very last crocheted afghan, and my oldest son received a crocheted Christmas stocking which I loathed so much that I decided to learn to knit. And here I am, about nine years later, happily knitting away and designing stuff of my very own.
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
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For my oldest son in particular, the 4th of July is simply the day before his birthday. It's the reason why most of his friends and family are out of town and why all attempts at birthday parties fail miserably. It's the reason why he always got stuck with a red white & blue cake on his birthday (we've taken to ordering them really early to remedy this). It's the reason why everything he wants to do on his birthday is either over crowded (from being closed for a day) or still closed. It's tough for a 15-year old to see the bigger picture. If anyone has any ideas for how I can help him learn to love the proximity of his birthday to a major holiday, I'd appreciate it ;)
So that being said, not only will Dante have a birthday tomorrow but so will my mom, as well as my old friend from high school and the first friend I made in Rhode Island. It's a busy day! Due to his ADHD, my son still hasn't decided what he wants to do and hasn't invited anyone over (as far as I know) to hang out. This is pretty typical and I've finally learned not to sweat it. We'll probably take him to the movies, and I'll be cooking a dinner that he selected. He got to choose his own cake this year, and I'll be taking him to pick from a variety of prepaid cell phones. It's time he learn how to use one, and his schedule this school year was crazy. There were more than a handful of times that I'd wished he had a phone. Prepaid is a comfortable way for me to introduce him to this added level of responsibility.
But it's time to get to the knitting...after all I know that's why you all come here ;) I'm working on the left front of the vintage baby sweater right now and I'm ready to add a second ball of yarn. I'm still not convinced that I love it, but this is exactly what my customer asked for and I guess that's what really matters. She's also asked for booties and a hat, so I'm not out of the woods yet but the biggest piece is almost finished. Then I've got to knit socks for Dante to wear on the Pioneer Trek with his Young Men's group. He needs nylon and wool socks, and a good pair of shoes to hike the six miles. I looked them square in the eyes and said "I've got the wool socks covered". They weren't surprised.
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