5. Eat a lobster roll at Golden Fields.
6. Finish the Japan book. Hit a bit of a snag with this one... I decided halfway through that I thought a bigger sized book would be better, but the pics I had laid out as full-page images are too low-res to be used in the larger format. So. I guess it'll be a tiny brick of a memoir. And now that the first of the month has rolled around again and our internet is chugging along at a speed that doesn't make me want to set fire to the modem, I'll get back into it.
8. Plant some vegies (tomatoes,
12. Frame the kid's birth certificate.
13. Have a massage.
14. Take the kid to the beach.
15. Be able to run around the Tan by NYE!
We scored big at the Oxfam Eltham second-hand bookstall. Almost every weekend as we head out to the farm, we peer down the driveway of the hall and wonder if it's book weekend. We'd had a big morning and were hoping the kid would fall asleep on the drive, but there was no turning back once we realised it was on. It has never disappointed, and this year was no different. $1 each! I think we found more there in about 15 minutes than we did the whole day in a town full of booksellers at Clunes. Excellent.
The kid and I are heading into the city this morning to buy some fabric so I can make him some pants. He has outgrown all his, and I can't find any that I like anywhere. Too navy or too pastel or too... crap. And I can't justify another Love it love it love it spree just yet. So sewing it is. We're buying wool too, for another little hat, like this one I just sent off to baby A, to keep his wee northern hemisphere head warm...
I think I can just about knit those hats in my sleep now. Babies D, L, J, M, A and of course the kid have one, and there's a couple more on the way. Jeez, I know a lot of babies!
Speaking of... Mine wakes. He still isn't sleeping in the night consistently. But he seems to be logging some serious morning nap time to make up for it, so at least that's something. Back into the fray.