Dinner's in the oven, my husband and child are playing in the back yard, I got a couple quality hours of dissertation writing done this afternoon, quality enough that what got written is somewhere in the middle of the suckage continuum, I'm going swimming tonight, it's a beautiful day, I finally have a few minutes to myself that don't involve staring at contemporary American music and wondering what to write about it--all in all, life ain't so bad. What would make this moment perfect right now is a glass of wine...3 months and counting until I can have one...
So anyway, no new knitting content to show you, really, but it was cool enough today to bust out a sweater I made when I was pregnant with Daniel. I didn't know if I was having a boy or girl, and I was shooting for unisex colors at the time, but looking back, it was obviously meant for a little boy. And it so happens these colors are all stunning on him: brown, dark green, pumpkin orange. He wore it last winter, and it was way too long and the sleeves were rolled up. This year, the sleeves are still rolled up a little, but it fits much better. See how grown up he looks, wearing this sweater, drinking from a big-boy cup!
Okay, done with the braggy mom thing. I just can't resist that every once in a while.
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