A pattern has been found for socks that fit Million now and will grow with him.
The toe was kind of a slipshod job because I was trying to finish it between blood draws and a doctor appointment. But I'll still finish the pair. The other foot will just have a more perfect union as far as the toes are concerned.
I'm actually thinking about making a pair of socks for everyone in our little fam for Christmas. Million and my pairs are half done, so it's really only Michael---possessing the largest feet--that I would need to work on in the next two months.
Today Million walked up to me with a clean diaper in his outstretched hand and said very pronouncedly "boo boo." Stink. He knows what he's talking about.
There remains nothing to be said today except to shout in angst "Why did Jimmy Durante get an extra heap of life wisdom and thought-provoking phrasings? He must have stolen my portion!"
"you've got to win a little, lose a little
and always have the blues a little
that's the story of, that's the glory of love."
Yugh. I do NOT envy you having a kid who is ready to potty train. Not. One. Bit.
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