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More Sleeping = More Knitting

I don’t know if it’s simply a promotion, or if Dunkin Donuts has finally remembered that coffee shouldn’t be a luxury item (for God’s sake, it’s one of the only thing Francie’s family can afford in A Tree Grows in Brooklyn), but my iced coffees have only cost 50 cents this week. It’s so rare for something to cost only cents, that keyboards don’t even have a Cents sign. Says something, huh?

Anyhow.

I’ve been watching a fair amount of Sesame Street lately, and I’m not embarrassed to say that I’m enjoying it as much as I did when I was a kid. The writing is smart (great references to popular culture), the issues are relevant (adults need help remembering to share and respect others too), the guests are fabulous (Crystal Gale then, Feist now), and Murray has a Little Lamb? That Ovajita has some sass.

And I don’t know what it is, but it makes EJ laugh, and occupies him long enough to let me take a shower in the morning, so there’s that too.

Here EJ is wondering what a cookie is, and why the Cookie Monster loves them so much.

Look at how his eyes are glued to the TV. Normally I whip out the camera and he stares at me. Not so when Sesame Street is on. And No, I do not feel bad enlisting the help of the TV at times. Ideals be damned, I has gots to get clean.

I can tell how things are going here by how much knitting is happening. Month 4 was a rough one – what with the learning how to roll over and discovering that there’s a Whole Big World to look at, EJ was way too hopped up to sleep well, or to stay still long enough for a good meal.

Suffice it to say, there was no knitting for the whole of Month 4.

Mostly it was just a fog of attending to EJ in his frustrated attempts to gain some control over his body. I’m trying to toe the line between the frustration and tears necessary to work something out on his own, and helping him when he needs it. I suppose that’s at the heart of parenting, and as parents we just cut our teeth on issues like: he rolls over back-to-belly but not belly-to-back. So when he happily flips himself over and 30 seconds realizes he’s stuck that way, he’s kind of pissed. And he wants me to roll him over, so he can do it again.

But he has the ability to roll over belly-to-back, and just doesn’t know it. He’s done it. But the more I do it for him, the more he expects me to, and the more frustrated he is marooned on his belly.

(Just preparation for when he wants to me to do his laundry for him when he’s old enough to do it himself I suppose. And by then he’ll actually understand the words “You can do it honey!”.)

My other big parenting dilemma these days is this: George loves licking EJ’s hands with a fervent passion. EJ loves it when George licks his hands. Perhaps not as fervently, but EJ appears fascinated with the furry thing walking around and having something to grab other than stuffed rattles.

See for yourself:

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(Who needs toys when you’ve got a dog?)
Then, of course, EJ sticks his hands in his mouth, and maws on George’s dog drool. As of now, I’m not overly concerned, as I’m having very little luck restraining George when my back is turned. And well, I’m of the A-Little-Dirt-is-Good-For-Them camp. But if anyone can tell me of a good reason why I should put a stop to this now, I’d be glad to hear it.

So, given that these are the biggest things I’m dealing with on the parenting front, you can see that this past week or so has been more manageable. More sleeping. More hands-free time during the day.

More knitting. (And blogging! We can only hope.)

I have finally cast on for something with Sundara Sock Yarn, and I must say that it is definitely worth the hype. Her depth of color is stunning, and my picture does not do it justice.

Sure, it’s only about a quarter of an ankle sock, but it feels good to have cast on for something new. It’s a beautiful green, like the park outside. It’s something manageable. Easily picked up and put down. Useful and pretty all at the same time. Do what works, right?

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  1. Growing up, my parents’ dogs would ‘clean us’ after we had eaten a cookie (in the walker… also a no-no now). 3 large St. Bernards licking children covered in cookie. All 3 are fine. BUT, our dogs walked through our Metro-Boston home and yard, not NYC.

    But, kudos for you: studies have shown for a long time that children raised in homes w/ furry pets have lower incidence of allergies:)

    Oh, and welcome back to MA… (soon?)… the Sox have missed you.

    April 22, 2009
  2. Naomi licks the kids all of the time. Now that they are big two and a half year olds they say “No Lickies” to her and she’ll stop. As babies, I’d let Naomi get a few good licks in and then tell her “No Lickies”. She’d always go for the face (still does), though, not the hands… hands are totally preferable!

    I’m glad to hear things are settling down around there. Every month will get easier (and more challenging in other ways), and more fun!

    April 22, 2009
  3. So – my grandparents and my mom each had a dog when I was little. When I started to teeth, I kept getting rawhide strips out of the dogs’ bowls. My mom took me to the pediatrician and asked how wise it was for me to chew on the rawhide, and the pediatrician was like “Just give her new ones to chew on. The rawhide probably feels good on her teeth.” Now – I DO realize that I was teething in 1975, but y’know, I’m sure I chewed on plenty of already chewed on rawhides. I’m just sayin’.

    And I am also in the “a little dirt is good for them” camp. Along with “it’s okay to fall off the swing set every once in a while” camp.

    April 22, 2009
  4. Jen #

    EJ is adorable! What a sweet little baby!

    Love the yarn you are using for the sock, v. pretty!

    April 23, 2009
  5. Kim #

    Ah, I remember those days….we’d wake up to our little guy screaming because he was stuck in a push-up and couldn’t figure out how to get out of it – bend your arms, little dude! I can’t believe my little guy is almost a year old…

    April 23, 2009
  6. CUTEST BABY FACE, EVER. Welcome back :))))

    July 13, 2009

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