What I’m Up To

Working on the Mikey pattern variation. I’m hoping to have it done by the firstish of November, but won’t hold my breath. My grand-nephew Tucker, for whom I made the original Mikey, was just born a few days ago and I can’t wait to go cuddle him. Might have to sneak off with the girls and go to Huntsville for some newborn baby love.

Hello, world! My name is Tucker!
I’m four hours old. Count my chins!

I had to share this picture of him. It was taken on a phone in a darkened room, hence the image quality. This is about 4 hours after he was born, in the arms of his very happy grandmother and my older sister, Leigh.

So now you can see the impossible cute factor we are dealing with here. And he is a hoss, in the grand tradition of our family. 9 lbs and 10 oz at birth. And just as kissable as he can possibly be. We love you Tucker! Congratulations, sweet Erin and Nathan.

I just realized ‘tucker’ means ‘food’ if you are in Australia, right? Well, that fits. Ha!


We went to our local county fair over the weekend, which was 1) cold 2) muddy 3) rinky dink, and yet conversely 4) really expensive. Somehow we missed the fabulous state fair in Perry, due to my poor planning. There’s always next year!

(if I close my eyes, I am not here)

Can you tell Thing 2 was not a big fan of this ride? That’s big sis behind us flying solo. I’m wearing my favorite crocheted scarf, courtesy of Robyn. Man I need to learn to crochet.

Y’all have a lovely weekend. And happy All Hallows Eve!

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