Hanging out with Daddy. Kaitlyn loves when Dave has the day off. Every morning she wakes up and asks "daddy work?" I usually say yes. But the last two days I have been able to say "no, daddy is home" and she squeals with glee and runs out to find him. She love daddy days. Today they went to a skidoo show---so Dave could dream on a new sled and to get the kids out of the house for a while. I got cleaning done-and snuck in a nap-shhhh on that one though. Kicked this house in to shape and made a minuscule dent in the laundry pile. I hate laundry!
My little sister Emily is always trying to teach me new things. Now this is the difference between the oldest and the youngest in our family. She has no fear of any one older than her, whereas when I was a kid I was terrified of even saying boo to someone just a few years my elder.
Emily has been trying to teach me guitar and tonight was checking to make sure that I could play a few notes on the piano, or she might just have to teach me that too.
I didn't feel like anything noisy so instead she taught me how to crochet. I am no good at all. I wish I were, but I suppose it is one of those things that takes practice. I hate that process.
Once when my Nana from Toronto came out for visit, I must have been around 10-12ish, she took it on herself to teach my closest sister (3 yrs younger) and I how to knit. What a disaster! My scarf started out around 6-8 inches wide and ended up around an inch. It could have been a Barbie scarf. I knit too tight and dropped stitches, if that is possible. Then my younger brothers decided to get in on the action and got out forks and destroyed the ball of yard. It was cute watching them because they thought they were really knitting. I never attempted to knit again, but I am hoping that someday when I have the time and no other looming projects that I can pick it up and it will come back to me. Don't know if it is like riding a bike, but maybe some day we'll see.
Yes, this is the mess I made. Shade your eyes!