The hat itself is complete. It’s the ‘accoutrements’ that are doing me in (crocheted ‘frosting’ and I’ve knit the candle and wick twice and still don’t like them. Plus, I’m having a hard time sewing them on – do I just tack them on or attempt some type of mattress stitch???). Anyway, as was forecasted by the great Yarnhog who knows about the fickle nature of gift deadlines, it turns out that I have a reprieve on the hat. One of the recipient’s parents’ is away until February 3rd and the birthday party will not be held until after that at the earliest so I should be able to finish the hat today/tomorrow and put it in the mail. I will post a photo when we’re back.
Back from where? Oh yes! I forget to tell you! Iain is going on his first ski trip! Well, actually, Iain is tagging along on his first ski trip. No skis for him yet – DH and I will take turns caring for him while the other is skiing/taking lessons (that would be me. I know how to snow board, not ski and, frankly, I’m not very good at snow boarding either. DH is the skier of the family). We are headed to Sugarloaf, Maine and are en route this afternoon. Although there is a childcare centre at Sugarloaf, I am not yet comfortable leaving my little one who has not been separated from me for longer than three hours in his entire life at a day-care centre for an entire week. I am going to check it out, though, as I might consider one afternoon of childcare as an option.
Anyone out there know of any knitting shops along the way? We’re going through St. John, New Brunswick, crossing into Maine at St. Stephen, over nighting somewhere near Bangor and then off to Sugarloaf on Sunday. Unlike many other things that need to accompany us, my knitting is packed. That was the first bag I got ready. When going on a road/ski trip, one must have priorities.
Because my hat progress is not much yet to look at and I’m trying to post equal knitting to Iain shots (and failing miserably), here is my knitting shot for the day. Allow me re-introduce…my feet.

The relaxed nature of this shot belies the actual pandemonium of my residence at present.
Gotta run! Talk to you again after February 3rd.


Although I did not start taking Iain to a toilet place regularly until he was 3 ½ months old, I had been reading the Diaper Free book with the intention of beginning as soon as I felt comfortable holding Iain over a toilet or on the potty. Three and a half months was the age when he was big enough for me to feel confident that I could hold him over a toilet without losing him. It was also at that age when he ‘sat’ (with assistance) quite comfortably on the potty. I also spent his first 2 ½ months looking for signs of when he was going to eliminate. 
This is now (see the sleeping boy on the couch? Thus, blogging time!).
Whew!
Just put him down while I sit and knit and hum to him until he goes to sleep. He watches the fibre move through my hands and drifts off. Here’s proof of that process.