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Tuesday, February 23, 2010

I have it in my head that...

...crocheted is a dying art. I love crocheting! I can't do it myself personally, despite my mothers best efforts to teach me. I could never get it when you have to add the extra stitch. But I have great, sweet memories of my mom crocheting tons of afghans when I was a kid, usually with our cat, Pepper-Tiger, on her lap. Later in life, I ALWAYS loved afghans best to cover up my babies, because they lay so nice.

Anyways, because I have it in my head that crocheting is a dying art, of course I want to force it upon my girls. So I took them to my moms house and she taught them. Justine actually has learned before. She made me this great scarf as a surprise for Christmas one year when she was 10. I was surprised!

The flap was to keep my face warm-(smile)! Isn't it darling? I treasure it for sure!

It almost could work as a loin cloth if it was turned the other way. Ha Ha.

Anyway, this was Kassidy's first experience with it and she took right off crocheting. It really surprised me. She is not much of a "crafter" but she went bonkers! One night I couldn't even get her to go to bed she was so obsessed with working on it it. She wasn't watching TV or anything as she worked. She was just crocheting away at 11:00 at night with only a lamp to light her way. It was funny.

She decided the afghan was going to be my Christmas present. However, we learned our lesson on choosing wacky colors. But I love it! I am so proud of her efforts and learning a new skill!

I love this spot here. She messed up a little and it wasn't the same length so she just added some more to the edges. Funny.

She inscripted it.

I think the words are all so cute. On one side it says, "my mom rox!"

I think it is cool she found a way to write on the afghan herself!

Cool afghan, don't cha think?

4 comments:

Unknown said...: Love it! I hope my girls make a 'mom rox' afghan for me someday.; February 24, 2010 at 7:06 AM
Anonymous said...: You should have her check out www.ravelry.com It's the coolest site with tons and tons of patterns for crocheting (and knitting). It has forums as well. It really is a lot of fun!
Stacy; February 24, 2010 at 7:43 AM
kirstensblog said...: Really neat! I love the colors. Way to go. My sister made me an afghan for my birthday when I was nineteen. I still have it and treasure it.; February 24, 2010 at 2:39 PM
Tracy said...: Cute pictures. She did a great job!! My mom made an afghan just like the one your mom did, but it was orange. Brings back lots of memories. And how smart is Cassidy that she figured out a way to write on it by herself. Cass Rox; February 25, 2010 at 9:34 AM

I know it is long but it is life altering!

C.S. Lewis- Meanwhile the cross comes before the crown and tomorrow is a Monday morning...It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you say it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities that we should conduct all our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. But it is immortals who we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of the kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption, and our charity must be a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner - no mere tolerance, or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment. Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses."

"Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are course; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fotune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity." Margaret D. Naduald

" Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. -Nelson Mandela-

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