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An Update on things...


Wow, so much going on atm, LOL...

Knitted this cute stocking hat for Sienna (love this photo, she looks like a itty bitty pirate in that stripey top with the stripey hat), think I'll enjoy making these, they're tres cute! Also knitting with some GORGEOUS Alpaca darlings! Just devine! Mum is bringing me some more that she has spun herself, but she thinks I'm going to need to knit it up with a silk thread to stop it stretching after washing. That's fine by me, Alpaca and silk hats ought to be very nice, especially if I use coloured silk with natural wool...

What else...

Oh yeah, mum is arriving here tomorrow, this is a surprise visit that was only arranged this past week. She has just recently gotten in contact with friends of hers from her College days in Norway, and then her closest friend from those days got himself a job of a ship to Australia (as an engineer) and is arriving in Perth on tomorrow, then flying over to Melbourne very early Sunday morning to meet us all. He could have flown to Adelaide, so I'm very grateful he is coming over here and paying for Mum and Lester to come over too!

Oh, and here's a funny. Lots of people have recently told me I look like my mum... Well, today I certainly did!!! In this pic, you can basically see what my mum looked like in her twenties (no, I'm not claiming to look like *I'm* in my twenties)... In fact, somewhere in the archives of our old photos I'm sure there is one of mum wearing jeans, a shirt not unlike mine, and with her hair in two pigtails... The boys said I looked like a little girl (which they thought was a good thing apparently).... So, anyway, the metamorphosis is complete!

Oh, I totally forgot to add, yesterday Jayne and Laura and I were talking about our kids first words, and Jayne mentioned that her daughter's first word was "Mama", and I came in with my expert knowledge, saying that
"mama", "dada" and "bubba" are not generally considered official first words because they are universal sounds babies make that we (societies around the world) have given meaning to... Jayne argued that if the child is*using* the word to mean "Mum" or "Dad", it would have to be counted as a first official word. I agree, but said my kids had never used these words first up with any sign of assigning meaning to them which is also meaningful in our society...

Well, guess who made a liar of me TODAY!!! LOL, was on the phone to my mum, and Dave had Bryn and had come to sit next to me on the couch. Bryn immediately started motioning to coming over to me, but I was ignoring him, and then suddenly, clear as a bell he reaches out to me and goes, "Mama, Mama!" in that complete, "I'm talking to YOU!!!" tone of voice!!!

Hahahahaha! It's his first OBVIOUS and CLEAR word!!!


Comments

Juniper said…
Sif, what gorgeous hats, I will have to commision you to make one for my friend who is due for her baby in less than a month (eek!) She would love one! And what a cute model you have as well!!!

At the risk of sounding like a broken record, I cannot get *over* how fab you look! Those jeans look positively *loose* on you! We must catch up for a walk some time soon - maybe next week? I will carry Bryn for the extra work out I so desperately need LOL!
loz said…
HAHA Sif I think Bryn just had to get one up on his mama ;) I completely agree you look absolutely fabulous :D
Leah said…
Ah Bryn you little heart breaker :)

And Sif, you look fabulous!!!! Very retro mate! :)

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