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Yarn Along

I want to thank Ginny at small things for hosting the yarn along. What with a new baby in my arms, I have not found time for reading or knitting and they happen to be two of my favorite things to do. I miss the needles clicking softly as the yarn makes nice neat rows of little hearts. It does my own heart good to see things so organized while my house is still so crazy! How are you supposed to fit all these baby gadgets in a room? We are definitely not going to be looking like anything in Better Homes and Gardens any time soon. Sigh.

The knitting is so close to being done. I could finish it within an hour or two, but there are so many other pulls on my time and heartstrings. I can't wait to lanolize the cover and see it on her little bum!

The book is so good! I did not think I would be reading this for quite some time, for I was number 43 on the wait list when I put a hold on it. But when I went for my weekly library visit, there it was, with my name on it, waiting for me! I look forward to Therese's feeding time so she and I can settle in on the really ugly and uncomfortable old couch. (A good place to feed a baby if that baby is prone to spitting up frequently!) I prop the book on my lap. I hold my baby close to me. Then I become a part of another world, another time. Not every book can do that, you know.




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  1. That is THE book I want to read, but it has not come out in paperback yet! I love your knits too, I can't wait to hear how you like the book!

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  2. The Help is such a good book! Your cover looks great!

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  3. I loved "The Help." Your name probably came up quickly on the reserve list because it's such a fast read! Enjoy (all of the above -- snuggling, reading, knitting).

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  4. That book was AMAZING!! I could not put it down. Great characters.

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  5. Well...according to the comments, I will now have to read that book! =)
    That diaper covers is looking so good! Where can I find the pattern? I should make one. They are so cute.

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  6. Here from Ginny...that book is on my must-read list and your diaper covers are adorable!

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  7. Barbara- I bet you're right. I already finished the book and it was SO good! I was sad when I turned the page to discover it was the last one.

    Elisa- on ravelry, it is the curly-purly soaker.

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  8. >>>It does my own heart good to see things so organized while my house is still so crazy!

    I can so relate to this. I think that's one of the main reasons why I blog. I can do up a post all neat and tidy and actually be DONE with it!

    And with both you & Barbara recommending The Help I can see I'll be requesting it.

    Many blessings on your day, Jenny!

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