Kiss My Knits!

I had two “duh” knitting moments today. First, I had been puzzling over whether to purchase some Dale Baby Ull to make my dad’s Charlie Brown sweater. It’s on sale at Stitch Fine Yarns’ closing sale for $4.80 a ball, and they have 36 balls of a good Charlie Brown yellow. (**ETA: Because my sweet dad is concerned about the cost of this, I rush to assure him that it would not take anywhere near 36 balls of yarn to make a sweater.) However, I wasn’t sure about knitting an entire adult-sized sweater on #3 needles. To get a feel for its thinness, it’s the same yarn I knitted Emily’s doll from, as well as the tiny Charlie Brown sweater at left. But duh, I could just hold it double. So now I just need to figure out if it’s still such a great deal if I’m using twice as much as I thought. The Dale Baby Ull has great reviews, but I might be better off just getting some Cascade 220 superwash. It has good reviews, too.

Secondly, it occurred to me that I had a very easy way to see if I liked that sock better plain or patterned. Just turn it upside down so the plain sole was on the top. Duh.

Patterned…. and plain.

I showed them both to my husband, who said he liked plain better, and that there was so little distinction to the patterned side that it just looked “dirty.” I tend to agree. Plain looks just fine. Also, I think these may be a little bit snug. Not very, but just a little. Since I’ll be ripping them out anyway, I may do a swatch on my #2 needles. I do have two of those. Tonight, though, more Jayne hats.


Tonight while we were putting Emily to bed, she was playing around and kind of slipped off the bed. My husband moved to catch her, and instead knocked the underside of her jaw by accident. She had a tooth on the top that was already a little loose. We looked in the mirror and it was more loose, and also bloody. It doesn’t seem to be bothering her, though. She took it in stride.

As I was telling her a bedtime story, she kept having to stop and ask “what?” That’s because she was concentrating so hard on that top front tooth. She even told me, “I’m using my tongue to wiggle my tooth.” Her big concern? “I don’t want my tooth to fall on my Groovy Girls.” She seems to think it’ll come out tomorrow night. If she keeps wiggling it like she is, I don’t think it’ll last that long. I’ll alert the tooth fairy to reserve another Susan B. Anthony dollar.