The days are flying by, one calendar page after another just whirling up into the sky, gone. I don't know how it is that time is so changeable: eternally slow sometimes, moving at the speed of light others. I looked at my baby girl the other day and realized she'll be six months next week, and that babyhood is so darn fleeting. I just want to hold onto these days a little longer.
We've been busy, but in a nice, non-overwhelming way. Spring has sprung, so everybody is outside a lot more, and the house seems to be a place where we all come back to flop ourselves down in quiet spots to read or play Legos or knit in the afternoons. But during the day, we're out and about, and the sun is shining all day long, and I remember how much I love spring.
Today we're getting ready for friends to come over after church tomorrow, so Addie and I are baking this morning. I love, love, love to bake. But I also have absolutely no self-control when it comes to baked goods, so I try not to do it unless absolutely necessary. It's a delicate dance. I want to be the mom who makes batches of chocolate chip cookies a couple times a week for her kids, but I can't. Because my kids would grow up and say, "No, I don't remember Mom making us cookies at all." And that's because I would have eaten every single one before the kids got to them. So instead I bake when I know I have to share. It's safer that way. :)
I finished Sarah's Heartwarmer shawl and blocked it, and only have to attach the buttons. It's getting warm here, but the tricky thing about living in Texas is that in the summer, it's blazing hot outside but absolutely frigid inside everywhere you go. We were in Colorado on vacation a couple years ago and went inside a ski shop to look for sunscreen, and it was probably only about 80 degrees outside, but the shop had no A/C. It felt like 120 degrees inside, and my native-born Texan kids were flabbergasted. We forgot about the sunscreen and got out of there. We can't handle heat. Ironic, no? But that means I can knit warmish things for my baby, who'll freeze indoors otherwise. Layers in summer. It's the only way..
I cast on for her baby shorts the other day while waiting for Addie at ballet. My mom kept the other three, and I sat in my car outside the dance studio with Pandora on, knitting in delirious happiness for an entire hour. It's amazing how much you relish the absence of talking when you have kids. I think her shorts are going to be adorable. They're a light sage green, and they'll be perfect paired with a number of peasant blouses I bought fabric for. She's nowhere near crawling yet, so I have hopes they won't get too floor-stained.
I hear chickens crowing outside, and the guinea is shouting her head off. Such an alarmist. I'm off to refill my coffee mug and track down something quick for breakfast so I can bake with Addie without succumbing to temptation. We/ll see how that goes. Munch, munch.
