Molly's third

Yesterday was Molly's third birthday. She and I had a long talk. She is no longer a teenager, and she must stop eating socks and knocking the trash can over.

Notice how she is holding up one foot. Sometimes she does that in the snow, as if lifting one up will keep it warmer. Maybe if she keeps eating socks, I'll make her wear little socks of her own to take her outside walks. I'm not sure that would be pleasing for Little Miss Molly.

Olympic knitting continues at a rapid pace. I'm 48% done -- 43.5% was today's goal. Gauge is remaining constant and on track, so yippee!


what a cutie! happy birthday!