Zach still needs to sew on eyes and a nose, stuff, sew the seam and blog about his new pet. I think I will knit him a friend.
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- Adventures of Huckleberry Finn - Mark Twain
- All the Kings Men - Robert Penn Warren
- The Elegance of the Hedgehog - Muriel Barbery
- Consolations of Philosophy - Alain de Botton
- The Graveyard Book - Neil Gaiman
- American Gods - Neil Gaiman
- Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger
- Cannery Row - John Steinbeck
- The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya - Nagaru Tanigawa
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Wow, does he know that? I thought you were forbidden to make one, but that sure looks like hedgehog yarn to me.
I was "forbidden" to make one before his was done. Now I am "allowed". However, since I am the parent and he is the child, the words "forbidden" and "allowed" don't really quite fit. If he wants to think he can forbid me to do something, well...
Well, sure, I can't really "forbid" you from doing something, but I can make it apparent that you can't do certian things without getting a lot of greif from me.
You all are too funny! :)
Love the hedgehog... what type of fuzzy fun yarn did you use? I am being further inspired to knit.. though I only have about 10 rows of the lovely green scarf done as life always gets hectic when I want do really do something... having two boys to give me grief! :)
P.S. I blame the typos on my new sinus medicine.
that last line should read:
when I really want to do something... having two boys to give me grief! :)
Zach's fuzzy yarn is Mustachio. Mine doesn't have a label. See, I was at the LYS today buying some new needles for the Nerd, he was giving me grief about not getting gauge with the needles he was using and of course I am at his beck and call. But I found the black & white fur on the sale table, so had to find some cascade 220 to go along with it.
Zach, dear, your spelling gives me grief sometimes too.
Well, jeez, mom, you don't have to get all tight about it. I'm not sure what came over me...
grief grief grief grief grief grief grief grief grief!
...see? I can spell it right!
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