My boys are at that age when they like to pronounce their ownership of anything/everything they see. “My outside!” Little Buddha proclaims. “My goggy,” he tells me, pointing at someone else’s doggy. “Mines!” they both yell when arguing over a favorite CD/book/toy. They don’t yet have an appreciation for the boundary between what is theirs and what is not.
This week, I’ve been navigating that boundary myself.
Last weekend, I drooled over the brand-new Wee Wonderful patternbook that Hillary has recently put out. By the time I read about it, she had already sold out. But a little voice inside me kept saying, “Mines!” Turns out she did a quick turn-around second print. And on Tuesday….
Then on Thursday, a big package from Paradise Fibers arrived. I was shocked and delighted, because I had no memory of having ordered any yarn lately. When I opened it up, this is what I found.
Then today, I opened the mailbox and this was there.
two color cards of Lamb’s Pride goodness.
Now it’s time to make way for the yarn I’ll be ordering. Here’s a sneak-peek at part of tomorrow’s Saturday Seven, something that will no longer be mine. Three-plus skeins of Numei’s cotton chenille that I’ve passed on to Becky.
Pretty colors. Hated working with it. (I like Crystal Palace cotton chenille far better).