We live in a fixer-upper. We have completed a few projects in making this house a home. All our projects have been carefully planned and carried out with thoughtful consideration.

Which is why, last night, it was a surprise to both of us when we accidentally started our next improvement project. Since it was a surprise, you probably think that we did something that we didn?t mean to do. And you are correct. Except, when I say ?we? I mean, ?me.?

I did not mean to put my left leg through our living room ceiling.

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See Fuller.
See Fuller play.
Play, Fuller, play.
Play,play,play.
Play, Fuller, play.

Today is an anniversary for D and me.

Today marks 7 years since that evening when I first made Damon dinner.

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During my pregnancy, I had carpal tunnel and I wasn’t able to crochet anything. Fortunately, the condition went away within a month after Fuller was born and I was able to start on my first project- Fuller’s Christmas stocking. It took me a while to get it going, but once finished, I had that bug again. The bug that gets me to create and work my hands and fingers to crochet things.

My next project was a request from my mother to make her some arm rest covers. They ended up being glorified placemats, but were easy enough to get done while watching TV.

But while working on the arm covers, I started thinking about what to do next. I never made anything for myself, so I thought it would be nice to make a nice scarf and hat set that was cute and hip.

What do you think, did I succeed?

Yarn used: Caron Jewel Box, color Emerald 0009, 2.5 oz
Bernat Boa, color Bluebird, 1.75 oz
Pattern: from Better Homes and Gardens, Crochet 2004

The other night, after a 3:30 am feeding, I was putting Fuller back in his crib and he dropped his pacifier. So I placed him on his tummy and bent down to pick it up. When I stood up and looked in the crib, Fuller was now on his back, grinning at me in that way that melts your heart.

I remember thinking, in my 3:30 am fog, ?How cute, you rolled over. But this is not the time to be cute. Go back to sleep.? I flipped him back over, gave him his paci and he dozed off.

This morning, I went into his room to get him after a morning nap. Instead of him laying on his tummy, crying into the crib sheet, he was on his back and turned about 90 degrees from where I had placed him at the beginning of his nap.

These two incidents are not accidents. He has flipped over before, but only when he was really mad and flailing his body in protest to the idea that he be in his crib taking a nap. Those other times he didn?t know what he was doing, he was just? moving.

Now, his moving has purpose. He wants to see more of the world, because how much can you see when you are face down in your own drool?

First Nat, now my manager. Except she broke her leg, in two places, at home, after tripping over her dog. She should be going into surgery around 3 today.

Let’s try to stay in one piece, shall we?