sherriknits

I’ve been poking along on the fair isle socks. I still haven’t decided if this is what I want to do with the yarn but have been having a very relaxing time knitting the fair isle. I feel like I’m getting pretty comfortable with the process and isn’t it funny how when you don’t have any expectation it’s so fast and easy to do? Here’s my progress:

The other day the little imp once again put on his wedding tuxedo but this time he had big plans for his day. He had a book, the church bulletins, some printed Hgh School Musical pages and paper and pen and was busy doing his “work”. He diligently copied things and checked it against the book. He loves this book and reads it on his own, but he’d write something from the bulletin, then look at the book and read the page and say “yep! that’s right!” lol

He has been copying pages and pages of the most interesting things from internet. He will sit there and fill both sides of a page with fairly small writing…lists of whatever he’s interested in at the moment. It reminds me of a few years ago when hubby and I used to go to Boston Market restaurant to eat on our date. There was a lady with Down Syndrome who came in with her sandwich from the Safeway deli down the street and she’d get her big cup out of her backpack and go fill it with pop. In one way I thought it was cute, in another I wasn’t sure how wise it was or what kind of deal they had with her. I know I shed tears there one night just because people were so kind to her. But what she’d do was get out a spiral notebook and a book of word search puzzles and she’d copy the word lists. Occasionally she’d look up and say, “don’t bother me! I’m doing my homework!” Isn’t that interesting that he does the same thing? (but don’t ask him to do penmanship, that’s a whole ‘nother story!)

The boy at work:

Notice his bowl of birthday cake there, too. The cake disappeared from the pan and when asked what happened to it, he said “nothing”….with a chocolate covered face.

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