Others had mentioned it, but it didn’t really register, as much I hear, until I have the actual experience. But heaven help me, these grandbebe girls are the blueberry pie after my big family dinner of life!
And I love me some blueberry pie.
We gathered for the Lovely Step-Daughter’s birthday (as we can now, since she lives nearby!), and the Youngest fetched over her offspring and cuppycakes made for the occasion.
Grandbebe Girl comes trotting out to the patio, and on seeing Lovely Aunt, says ‘we bought a card for you…’ and goes to retrieve said card. Bringing it to her aunt, Grandbebe Girl opens envelope, extracts the card, and gives it to Lovely Aunt, saying ‘here…’
So helpful! And Lovely Step-Daughter was delighted!
Grandbebe Two is walking walking walking walking, saying peekaboo (after a fashion), making ‘flirty’ eyes, and adopts any smallish chair around as hers. And why not? Aren’t they her size, after all.
After lunch, back at the homestead, Grandbebe Girl said ‘Grandma, let’s play hide and seek.’ So, of course we did. Her momma helped her a bit, but she was always thrilled and excited and squealed shrilly whenever she found me. (I am very good at hiding.)
After a bit, however, her sister needed attention from her momma, so Grandbebe Girl was left to her own devices at the game, whereupon she told me, when it was her turn, ‘Grandma, I will count to three, and you go hide in the bathroom.’
When it was her turn to hide? She could never stay put. I would say ‘ready or not’, and she would be running out of her hiding place down the hall, ‘here I am!’.
Like I said…I had no idea at all how these grandbebes were going to work their way into my soul.
I took the opportunity to have her try on Sweet Peasy. I was on the 2nd sleeve without a fitting. I know…walking that edge…but it fits very well. She was a bit mystified about trying it on with the needles still through the stitches, but she trusts her grandmama (mostly) and the yarn is very softy indeed.
Here it is blocking. And still drying, obviously. I am still debating on the buttons.
It’s done now, except for sewing on buttons, but I think I will save it for a Christmas gift. I don’t think she will remember. Sweet Peasy, by Heidi Kirrmaier, out of Xian by Textiles a Mano.
5 comments:
I love hearing grandbebe girls stories. And the sweater...very nice!
I saw some buttons at Jo-Ann's today that are little hearts and look to be about that color. Might be worth your while to look at them. I can get a # for you if you are interested. G.
I'm making my first baby sweater right now, straight out of my head, using a onesie as a guide, but my sweater is nowhere near as beautiful as yours!
Your Grandbebe Two sounds like such a doll! Such personality!
I wore my slippers, you made me, yesterday. Miss Gandbebe one said, "I don't have slippers" in a very sad distressed voice. I told her maybe grandmama would make her a pair if she asked you nicely...
At first reading, I thought you were saying that she was mystified trying on the sweater with pins (instead of needles). I was trying to think how you would have gotten it on her with all those pins!
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