Went to library this a.m. and then to the "cookie shop" as Matthew calls it (Tully's for coffeee, and he gets a chocolate covered graham because I have become the sugar mama I never thought I'd be!) with J and T. While I was ordering my coffee and his cookie, he was sitting on his knees backwards in the chair and got his knee stuck in the groove. He was telling me that (and I guess trying to free himself) when the chair tipped. It was like in slow motion, and I jerked forward, sticking my hand out to try and somehow stop his head from banging into the floor (concrete). The head didn't hit (thankfully), but the still stuck knee took quite a crack on the concrete. He's at an age where he won't let me "look" when he gets hurt, and boo-boos send him for an emotional tailspin for weeks until the heal. But, I was able to bend the knee, and he was able to stand on it. So I guess he's okay. Yikes. He then tripped again not ten minutes later over the leg of a chair and ended up on the ground. He's never been a tripper. But all of a sudden… J says it's a growing spurt - that causes the clumsy stuff. I'll take her word for it since I don't have a better explanation.
I've been out reading about everyone's trip to the Maryland sheep festival. Wow, I'm so jealous. When I lived in MD going to graduate school in College Park, I didn't know about it. Wish I had. I'm also jealous of all the comaraderie between knitters. I want to have knitting friends, too!
Coffee and storytime for the kids on Tuesdays is great, but I sure wish I could convert one of my friends into a knitter (or pick up some new ones who knit!). For J, knitting just didn't work. It didn't become a passion or even a fun passtime. I gave her needles and yarn for her birthday last year, hoping she'd really take to it, but no. This week is her birthday again, and after a year, the yarn hasn't turned into anything, and she's still not finding herself "wanting" to knit.
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