Is that a word? Oh well, if it is great! If it's not maybe I should call Webster's. Anyway, things are progressing. Of course not at my pace but at God's pace. I'm coming to terms with the changes going on in my family. Don't get me wrong.... school does have it's advantages but I had my heart set on homeschooling until the kids were ready. Well, ready or not here they go! I think that they will do fine. I worked really hard on getting a strong biblical and moral foundation set for them so now that they will be in school is the time to test it. As much as I humanly can I will be all up in those schools checking their work and activities.
All I know is that the more involved they are the less opportunities for trouble there are.
My girls will be in middle school aren't they so beautiful? Or is that the momma in me talking?
Just wish one would smile more....cranky cranky
My oldest son will be going to the local grammar school where he was once before so at least he'll know some people.
They are growing up so fast
On to knitting news. I have finally finished the first mitten. The one I was so worried about all the lump and bumps and uglies. Well, much like God has done in my life, I was able to take something that looked like a hot mess and make it beautiful. Of course God's ways are always best because when we believe in Him and His Son all struggle and strife are but momentary because He is forever!
I finished a special project I called the p-town scarf. Pattern to come. I used nature wool that I found in my stash which for the life of me I cannot remember the colorway. But the golds and greens remind me of Garret Mountain in the fall so I called it the P-town scarf in honor of the city I grew up in Paterson, Nj. Now Paterson has a well deserved rep for being a little ghetto...ok alot of ghetto but in even these places there is beauty to be found, in the friends you grew up with, in your family who lived around you, in the changes of the season, the first snow, the little violet and white flowers growing all over a pile of rubble turning it into a thing of beauty, the loyalty developed in time of adversity. Proverbs 17:17. That is the Paterson I remember. So P-town, although I no longer live there, I honor you with a scarf designed for your beauty.
Pattern isn't written officially yet. Once I figure it out properly I'll post.