Monday, March 05, 2007


Why yes, that is a finished sock with the toe un-kitchnered. I had a darning needle around here somewhere, a needle that actually had some sentimental value, but it seems to be missing.
It is 1am and I'm up knitting and blogging because I'm too wound up to sleep. One week from tomorrow Monkey will be evaluated to determine what his deficiencies are, so he can begin speech therapy. But until he learns to communicate I still have to live with him grunting and shrieking any time he wants something. Or doesn't want something. Or is bored. Or excited. Or it is just too quiet. Like, say, tonight; when he can hear my brain start to relax and decides to scream for an hour. No half-assed cries either, but full strength Soylent Green is people! screaming. So it's not shocking that my gauge is a little tight tonight.

Thank goodness for knitting, otherwise I'd be eating ice cream straight from the carton.


Stitch-n-Snitch said...

DV#1 grunted until his 2nd birthday and then woke up one morning talking in complete sentences. Once he did start talking he was unintelligible to everyone but my husband and I. Speech therapy has worked miracles for him; hopefully Monkey has a similar experience. Hang in there. Those nights of shrieking are the pits!!

Heather Joins the Round said...

I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you! That sounds really challenging.

bonnie said...

Wow, you are good! I had no idea what that picture was called, and no wonder...the title is too damned long! Cute socks and hope all goes well with the speech therapy for the monkey (came across another knitting blog that called her kid "the monkey" too. funny.