Big gaps

The holidays were fantastic. The annual niece/nephew sleepover with 17 kids at my house was a blast as always. I love the vibrancy of kids. I love that my girls love rainbows and ponies and hot pink and tiny treasures of paper and crayon bits stuffed into tiny purses. I love their simplicity-- if I'm upset Piper will say "Calm down mom and breathe" To her it's simple -- she gets upset and then when she's done she leaves the upset behind. Somewhere between where she's at and where I'm at leaving the upset behind got harder. But I'm getting better at it. Slowly.
There is only one more week in January. The snow has been melty, slushy this week and I have never loved slush more. I'll take spring anytime I can get it.
I'm starting to knit, again. My amazing knitter of a mother who comes from an amzing knitter of a mother has taught me patiently to knit I'd say about twenty times. And this year it is finally starting to click... not my abilities mind you, but my desires. I nearly have a whole washcloth done. I figure by the time my girls are in high school I'll be able to knit them lovely sweater dresses. But for now, I'm sticking with washcloths.,,, At least until I can make it so they have straight edges without any big gaps in the middle.