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hand knitted baby hats…for warm heads & warm hearts

Gotta love those babies!

My daughter is 13.  She doesn’t sit on my lap any more.   She doesn’t let me cover her in kisses any more.   And she certainly doesn’t let me hold her and gaze adoringly at her any more.

That’s why I’m lucky I get to photograph babies.   Babies of all sizes.   The sleeping ones are super cute, of course, and I could stare at them all day.   And the 7 month olds that smile those big toothless grins are so fun (and laugh at all my stupid jokes.)   And the toddlers?  Hilarious.  Like the 2 1/2 year old I had the other day that was full of questions and comments and just cracked me up the whole time.   She was a delight and it made me miss my little girl a bit.   But, my teenager is a delight as well.   Every day she still brings me joy and makes m554959_10151537573597604_30023862_ne smile.   I miss her being little, but I love watching her grow and change, and she’s still more and more fun every day.

This little guy here was just under 3 weeks old and so precious I just wanted to hold him the whole time.  He wasn’t very happy at first, and certainly didn’t enjoy being moved around while he was trying to sleep, but he settled down long enough for us to get some beautiful photographs.  That’s why they call me the ‘Baby Whisperer’ I guess.

So I don’t have a baby any more.  And I’m not going to have another baby.   But I do get to hold and play and make them laugh at work.  That’s not a bad deal at all.

Hat available at http://www.etsy.com/shop/punkinhead1.

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Hand knitted baby boy hats – hand dyed cotton – gnome style

green gnome

It’s early, too early.   Not even done with my 1st cup of coffee, early, but I wanted to get these posted before my day begins.  Otherwise they end up on my ‘To Do’ list, and if you saw my ‘To Do’ list, you’d realize it doesn’t need anything else!   Of course, I wouldn’t be above putting it on my list this morning, just so I could cross it off.   We all do that sometimes, right?

So, I am working on a knitting project for church, but I had to set it aside to make the green gnome hat shown here.   I was at a photography seminar and saw some images with a gnome style hat and immediately wanted to make one for that purpose.   If it doesn’t sell before Tuesdenimday, I’ll try it out on the newborn boy I have coming in for a session next week.  If it does sell, then I guess I’ll be making another one!

The blue hat is a just a cute experiment with this new hand dyed yarn I have.  It’s made in the same style as the “Chip”, but shown without the pom.   I think the shades of blue are gorgeous!   And it’s made of cotton, to be light enough for spring time, but still chunky enough to have great texture.   A pom can always be added by request.  :)Everything is avaailable at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/punkinhead1.

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“Africa” – why do you haunt me so?

Riddle me this:   I am constantly hearing the song “Africa” by Toto.   Why?

It started a few years ago- I woke up with that song in my head.  Who knows why.   Sometimes that happens, doesn’t it?   So I spend my morning singing “It’s going to take a lot to take me away from you” to myself.

Then on that particular day I had to drive my husband’s truck to work – the one without my favorite traveling companion – Sirius XM.   Bored, I’m flipping through our few local radio stations, and guess what song is on?   Yup.  “As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti.”

Then a day or two later, I hear it on the satellite radio.

Then I hear it in the store.

Then, I hear it on satellite radio again.  And again.  And it isn’t like I’m in the car that much.  My commute is 20 minutes, tops.

But what most often happens, is I’ll be toodling along, decide I want to listen to some music, turn on the radio – and it’s on.   It has happened over, and over, and over again.

Driving an hour from my mom’s – complete silence – decide to turn on the radio – it’s on.

On my way home from work – complete silence – decide to turn on the radio – it’s on.

Even just turning on the car, it’s on.

Not coming on, mind you, after the next song, but actually in the middle of the 3 minute song.  “Hurry boy, she’s waiting there for you.”

And I have witnesses.   My daughter.  My husband.   My traveling companion on a recent road trip.   Now I’ve even come to expect to hear the “do do doo doo do do” anytime I turn on the radio.  It doesn’t happen all the time, of course, but it’s weird.

Why?  To make me laugh?   (It always does.)  To make me crazy?  (Too late).  To make my friends think of me when they hear that song?  (Some even call me.)   Some people have signature scents.  I have a signature song, apparently.

My grandmother was born in Africa.  My great grandparents were missionaries there.  But I have never had a desire to go.  Some have suggested this is maybe a sign.   Maybe there’s a connection.   Maybe it’s my grandmother saying “Hey, Kathi, smile!”  I don’t know.

I do know that I bless the rains down in Africa.  And I’m gonna take the time to do the things we never have.

I guess.

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What’s the deal with 3’s anyway?

It has been a worrisome week for our family, as one of our closest family member has been diagnosed with cancer.   It’s Stage 1, treatable, hasn’t spread, and, Thank God, not in the lymph nodes.   But still……scary stuff.

Then last night I get a call from my sister and she tells me the boy my niece was dating committed suicide.   My heart breaks for his family and my niece.  That’s a huge thing to deal with at the tender age of 19.   She is the sweetest girl you’d ever meet – I’m so sorry she has to experience that.

Then, believe it or not, while at dinner and my husband, daughter, and I are discussing that news, we get a call that his brother had a massive heart attack and passed away.  

Can this really be happening?   It was not totally unexpected, he had been in poor health, but still shocking at the same time.

While reeling from the news, my astute 13 year old makes the 3’s connection.   Then she makes an even more surprising one:  3 years ago, almost exactly, my mother in law passed away.  Her 2 sisters followed within a few months later.  3 again.   And 3 years prior to that, my grandmother passed away.   Passings that had a huge impact on my daughter.  I wish I could protect her from mourning, funerals, feelings of loss.  But I can’t.   We just had to deal with it and move on.  I know from experience it just takes time.  And more time. 

So, as sometimes happens, this post has nothing to do with baby hats.  Or knitting.  Or anything except reminding us to love our families and hold them close.  Life can change in an instant.

Oh, and check your skin.  Check your boobies.   See your doctor if anything seems amiss with anything in your body.  Early detection is what will save our loved one’s life.  And could save yours, too.

 

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