Sweet little Clark is cutting his two bottom teeth, which is probably why he wasn’t sleeping well last week, and why he’s been so fussy. They’re cute little teeth. He’s also starting to show signs of crawling, which pleases me for his sake, and fills me with dread for mine. I need to figure out how to block off the stairs and keep the floor clean of dust bunnies, choking hazards, and anything else that he shouldn’t be putting in his mouth. Because everything he touches ends up there. If I were the only one that runs through this house, it wouldn’t be a problem. But I’m not confident in my ability to keep up with the dust bunnies and incidentals of all 5 of us. For example, the little bits of Battleship that were left on the floor last night and nearly ingested before I could get to them.

You’d think I’ve never had a kid before. And I haven’t, at least not in this house. It’s a whole new beastie.

I went to a spinning group last night at Village Yarn and Tea. It was great. I saw Pat (see Tuesday’s post) and she gave me pictures of Abner. She’s a regular there, and I hope to be, so we’re going to get to see each other often.

I spun about half of the black, baby alpaca roving I bought at Madrona. Alpaca is weird. I’m no good at the short draw, so I was fighting with it much of the night. I couldn’t get the fibers to release, even after being fluffed and separated. Grrr. I’m hoping to have enough 2 ply to make some fingerless mitts, or a short scarf. I have no idea if that’s even realistic.

Next, aside from continuing to work on the Sea Silk stole, (mmmmmm….), I’m going to start spinning up the multicolored targee fleece to make me some clogs. My pink ones are dying. There are holes.

I have a few lace projects I want to spin for, but I’m holding out in the hopes that I will get one of those Kromski wheels with the faster ratios sooner rather that later. 2000 yards of laceweight 2-ply on a 5:1 ratio will get old, and I don’t want to hate the project before it even sees needles.