We have had a rough few days in our house.

It started out with Keyzia and puking... and more puking... and Talya puking... and more puking...

Then it was Ephraim's turn.  Zi is a real trooper when she's sick.  She pukes, says she's done, rolls over and goes back to sleep...  Eph has a much harder time.  He cries, and his tummy cramps.  He runs a wicked fever and is almost inconcolable.  He never hits the bowl either... sigh.

So, last night, after the chaos of being sick seemed to be ebbing I found him adorably snuggled up to his new doll.

Before he went to sleep he told me to make sure it was him I kissed, and not 'Little E'. 

My boy is going to be a good daddy.  I can see it already.

If he can stop smashing things.  Details... details...

There's something about a finished project.  There's something about the satisfaction of seeing something that you've started with yarn and a few sticks, and it becomes completely functional and beautiful.

I've been working on the Pinwheel Sweater for a while now...  and by working on, I mean that I started it, was completely enchanted by the pattern, and especially by the yarn (it's absolutely mesmerizing to watch the colour change in Uberknits gradient yarn!), got to the outer edge, cast off, and put it in the knitting basket for months.

Why would I do that if it was so enchanting?  So beguiling?  (gee, can I think up any more descriptive words??)  It's because I got to the sleeves, I knew that I would have to count, pick up stitches, keep track of rows.  Be bored be the tedious K1 P1 ribbing for 8 solid inches on EACH arm. 

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But, I finally did it.  I picked it up, carefully undid the alternate arm hole, used my sweet knitpicks needles to count off the rows until the decreases.  Knit 16 solid inches of K1 P1 ribbing.  Counted rows to make sure the sleeves and trim were both the same length.

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It was so worth it.  My very first sweater.  I've knit probably 100 pairs of pants, but never done a sweater.  It was glorious to finally put it on her, see that it fit, feel the joy of the blocking.

Oh yah.  I'll totally be doing this again.