Later the day, I made him eggs and bacon for lunch, and told him to go phone his mother, because she cannot get hold of him easily, and one should phone your mother on your birthday. I was just sticking the birthday cake in the oven, when he came in from his office (at home), and called us all together to tell us: that it was not his birthday. Tomorrow is his birthday. We had the date wrong, his mother just told him that. As in, we thought that it was the 7th, and it was actually 6th. That was very funny, I am still blushing, but at least he got it wrong too, and he has a job where you kinda need to know the date, whereas I am just a stay-at-home mom, you know. Does it surprise anyone that we both regularly forget our anniversary? It is not that we do not want to celebrate, or that we do not treasure tradition; we are just not really focused. Now should we celebrate again, tomorrow? And who wants to turn 40 twice??
So, with all the celebrating, I did not have time to take pictures of the puerperium that I finished, but I still want to share the dress Melva knit for her bunny, on #2 needles. She blocked it and seamed it, too. To think that 11 years ago, she was just born. I love watching them grow!
For reading, apart from the children's literature that I am devouring via the iPod, we started a summer Bible study on the Beatitudes today, with John Stott's study guide. Does anyone else find the passage daunting? It should be so simple, I know. I hope to learn a lot with dear friends from a previous congregation. I think I will try to be quiet, just listen, for a change...
Happy yarn along, dear yarn along friends!