Something very strange has happened to my little family. Over the last week they have been watching more and more footbal taking a keen interest in who is doing the best. Now you have to understand that rugby and motor racing are the only sports normally watched in my little home so this sudden interest in football is rather unusual.
Over the weekend we were camping just across the border in the Nederlands and this coincided with a match Japan and Holland. The boys, big and small, loved every minute. Of course Holland won 1-0. Packing up to come home the boys were playing football with their freinds and all we could here were 4 boys all shouting "Hup Holland" (Go Holland!), even little C was at it in the car on the way home.
As I type this my lovely husband is watching the current match of Brasil and Ivory Coast with the score being 2-0 to Brasil. I suppose for the next few weeks I will have to be a footbal widow or I could join them. So on that note Hup, Hup Holland!!!
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Preparing for a Wedding ....
My beautiful sister is getting married in 1 month and 2 days time. Having the little ones it can be difficult to find a formal suit or clothes for them to wear for the occasion in Belgium plus for some odd reason I was over come with the desire to make something special for them to wear. Back in March time ( or there about) it really did seem like a good idea and as if by some magic spell or touch of destiny I already had a sewing magazine with the perfect little waist coat. It also had shorts with the outfit but being Northern Ireland (where the wedding will be) the weather won't be the most reliable for sunshine on that day. But I thought sure the shorts are easily made longer into lovely trousers.
True enough adapting the shorts to trousers was fine and I have the material all ready to be sewn and C's waist coat is ready to go I just have the buttons to find. Now my problems all started whenever I decided the babe and C would wear the same. No problem, oh how wrong could I be. First the pattern doesn't come in little Babe's size, oh dear oh, it is very complicated to resize a pattern for a little tiny person. But through many hours cursing and trial making I have done it.
Now by this stage I have lost the love of making these blessed outfits!! I think from now on I will just stick to the pattern given and knitting! Here is Little Babe's new manly vest freshly finished for when Autumn arrives. You can find it on Ravelry
True enough adapting the shorts to trousers was fine and I have the material all ready to be sewn and C's waist coat is ready to go I just have the buttons to find. Now my problems all started whenever I decided the babe and C would wear the same. No problem, oh how wrong could I be. First the pattern doesn't come in little Babe's size, oh dear oh, it is very complicated to resize a pattern for a little tiny person. But through many hours cursing and trial making I have done it.
Now by this stage I have lost the love of making these blessed outfits!! I think from now on I will just stick to the pattern given and knitting! Here is Little Babe's new manly vest freshly finished for when Autumn arrives. You can find it on Ravelry
A Poem I can relate to.
I am wearing a pair of shoes
They are ugly shoes uncomfortable shoes I hate my shoes
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them
I get funny looks wearing these shoes
They are looks of sympathy I can tell in others eyes
that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs
They never talk about my shoes
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them
But once you put them on, you can never take them off
I realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes
There are many pairs in the world
Some woman are like me and ache daily as they walk in them
Some have learned how to walk in them so that they don't hurt quite so much
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go
before they think about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes
Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman
These shoes have given me strength to face anything
They have made me who I am
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.
-Author Unknown -
They are ugly shoes uncomfortable shoes I hate my shoes
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them
I get funny looks wearing these shoes
They are looks of sympathy I can tell in others eyes
that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs
They never talk about my shoes
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them
But once you put them on, you can never take them off
I realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes
There are many pairs in the world
Some woman are like me and ache daily as they walk in them
Some have learned how to walk in them so that they don't hurt quite so much
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go
before they think about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes
Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman
These shoes have given me strength to face anything
They have made me who I am
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.
-Author Unknown -
I fall into the group of women who have learned to walk in my shoes so they don't hurt so much. I don't know if I will ever be a woman who will walk in these shoes so long I will forget for days at a time how much they hurt. At least once a day my mind wanders to my baby girl. What could have been... I never wish for one more hug, it would never be enough.
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