From The Craft Fair

So far so good - we've sold at least one of everything, and we're having
a lot of fun...
--Shelly Kang

Ballet

It's still very hard to take pictures through a two-way mirror,
downright impossible on a camera phone. So instead you get to see what
Sophie did during the lesson again...her own private little lesson at
the barre.
--Shelly Kang

Ding Dong!

The ugly old coffee pot is dead. I've been waiting years for this nasty
old Mr. Coffee to kick the bucket so I can buy a prettier one and get
this beastie off my counter.

Sorry for the lack of depth in posts this week. I'm running myself crazy
trying to get ready for that craft show this Saturday. Plus I made a
giant pile of applesauce, dried apples, and frozen apple mix ready for
more crisp. Zoinks. Really, though, all is as well as it gets around
here this week.

Now if I could just convince that toaster oven to end its days...
--Shelly Kang

One Last Update

Little N's mama will be here to pick him up soon. Just to show you that
we did in fact make it to all play areas in the house. He's a happy
baby, and we really had no problems at all.
--Shelly Kang

Naptime's Over

Knock on wood, everyone is playing together pretty well.
--Shelly Kang

Super Happy Lunchtime Crowd!

--Shelly Kang

Cute Update

Yeah, you may see a few more of these throughout the day. This one is
incredibly blurry, but you try taking a picture of yourself with a
camera phone while holding two children. They are both down for morning
nap now.
--Shelly Kang

Cute!

I'm watching a little cousin for the day today, and once he calmed down
after his Daddy left, we took a little walk to the coffee shop. Yes, I
broke down and ordered one of those fancy drinks. But now I get to sit
here and watch Sophie play with her cousin for a little while, and the
walk home will be even more entertainment.

This afternoon will be even more exciting - three kids at once!
--Shelly Kang

Apples!

I've been wanting to take Julie apple-picking for a couple of years now, but for one reason or another, we hadn't gotten around to it. Okay, we hadn't gotten around to it mostly because Joe is allergic to apples unless they're cooked, and he's also allergic to the dust in hay, which would make a hayride downright miserable for him. Where's the fun in that?

Lucky us, then, when a good friend e-mailed this morning to invite us to come pick Haralson apples off the trees in her yard. We drove right out there for a little apple-pickin' fun.

This is what we saw when we drove up.


The girls loved the idea of picking apples off the tree, and they had a hard time waiting to eat them till after they were washed.


Julie took ownership of "her" bag of apples and really wanted to carry them to the car herself even though the bag had to weigh at least twenty pounds.


Sophie said "apple" for the first time this afternoon.


There were so many big beautiful apples just dangling there, I had a hard time stopping even when our bags were heavy with more than I knew what to do with.


We came home and the girls well...


Look at those cute happy faces as they enjoyed their crispy sweet-tart apples.

Luckily, my awesome neighbor M has one of those hand-crank apple peeler-slicer gizmos and she loaned it to me in a heart beat. I know what I'm going to be doing tomorrow night. Because, you know, I could really use another project. Now the question is slice and freeze for pies, apple sauce, apple butter, something else?

Here's to awesome, generous friends and neighbors!

Please Stand Up?

(Will the real Sophie Kang...)



Julie decided to wear her new tutu to her dance class today, so Sophie decided to wear the practice skirt.

So...Tired...

It's been another rough day here in the Kang household. There was a shocking lack of naptimes, a shocking abundance of potty accidents, and a horrifying amount of plain old minor irritations. I should be dyeing yarn tonight, but I am tired, so I am instead sitting on the couch watching Hot Fuzz and catching up with the internets. I might just get some work done while I'm at it as well.

As in - I finished up the pants pattern last night, and I plan on e-mailing the test-knit volunteers like I promised. Let me just say that there was a massive Excel spreadsheet involved in calculating the correct yarn amounts, and my head came very near exploding. But it is done. Whew!

Alright, let's catch up on some pictures. It's been raining on and off here the last few days. I was out driving a few days ago and there was this long ribbon of cloud following me from Uptown out to St. Louis Park. I didn't get the camera out in time to catch the more impressive part, but I did like the way this one turned out with the traffic sign in the frame.


Obligatory cute-Sophie picture from a park playdate we had last week.


It was cold that morning, and we ended up finishing our play date at Starbucks. Julie made herself busy playing with our friend M's toy dinosaur.


Yes, let's do get a little carried away with the cute-kid pictures. This one is self-explanatory.


I had the good sense to take a picture of Julie's birthday cake before we took it to the bowling alley for the party. By the time we got there, it had a nice big crack down the middle. It was chocolate with glazed strawberries in between the layers. mmmmm....


The bowling party was an unqualified success.


Even the little ones got in on the game.


Those ramps are awesome.


The girls were entranced by the arcade and the games with their prizes.


Julie got her candles blown right out.


She loved the cake and would have had a second piece if I'd let her.


Sophie discovered new uses for the ramps.


Julie opened a giant pile of presents, including a new tutu.


And the best part was we didn't have to clean up the mess when the party was over. We would totally have her party there again next year. Did I mention that the pizza was actually really good, and the grownups got to have a beer or two if they wanted?

Oh, there is so much more I could share, but it's time to get some stuff done before bed!

Takin' Care of Business

Finally, tonight, I had enough energy to scrape two brain cells together and work on that darned pants pattern. It's pretty much done for the little sizes, and I just need to add in a couple more of the toddler ones. I'm sorry to those of you who've been so awesome and kind to volunteer to test it that I haven't gotten back to you yet - I'll e-mail y'all with details when the pattern is ready, but it's probably going to be a few more days since Julie's birthday party is Sunday.

In the mean time, take a look at this little video I shot a few days ago. I was pulling fall clothes out of storage, and found some gems. We had Sophie try on the bunny Halloween costume that Julie wore when she had just turned one. Then of course we were also trying to get her to do her latest trick - she's been trying to jump, and hasn't really figured out how to get off the ground yet.

Four!

I can hardly believe my big girl is four years old today. It seems like just a blink of the eye - and yet forever at the same time - since that day when Joe and I drove with nervous excitement to the hospital for a planned c-section. There have been so many sweet moments, and fun ones, and yes many many hours of insomnia and slogging through since then.

Now we arrive at four, and it is not so bad. She rides the bus to school, she loves ballet lessons, she walks nowhere without her signature jumping, dancing skip. She loves to make rude noises from raspberries to belches, and anything else she can think of to get my goat. She will gently hug her sister, or sometimes knock Sophie down either on purpose or by accident. She does not eat tomatoes, but is still far less picky than most kids we know. Julie's favorite word is "Why?" and she uses it at least 100 times a day. She can hardly stand to have her hair combed, but will still sometimes ask me to put it in "barraids". We have our good days and our bad days. Thankfully today was a very good one.

She woke up this morning and bounded out of bed asking "Am I four today?" and I answered "Yes, baby, and every day from now until your birthday next year. Then she wanted to know if she could open her present NOW (not till after dinner) and whether she was getting a yo-yo. (No, sweetie, you're not getting a yo-yo today, but I'm not going to tell you what it is because it's a surprise.)

She came home from school wearing this awesome birthday hat she made there:



The teacher called me this afternoon to thank me for sending along birthday treats, and to explain that she had planned a cut-out birthay crown for the project, but Julie had insisted on this giant cone for a hat instead. I told her "that's my Julie for you." Julie loves to make cone-shaped birthday hats. By the way, we are loving our new teacher so far this year.

The doorbell rang not long after Julie came home, and it was the mail carrier with a long triangular box. Inside was the umbrella that I hadn't been sure would arrive on time, so I let Julie go ahead and open it as a bonus birthday gift. She was....



pleased.



We went to ballet class later in the afternoon, and Julie behaved herself a little better this time. Still, that teacher is a saint. I think I may have to plan a little knitting project for her Christmas gift. Maybe some leg warmers. Or something.

Joe came home and we went out to dinner - Julie changed her mind about ten times before she decided on hamburgers at the Edina Grill, and we all enjoyed it. We came home and served up some of Joe's left over birthday cake that I'd kept in the freezer. It tasted fine, and Julie will get her own much fancier cake on Sunday.



Finally, it was time to open her present. I was worried that she'd be disappointed that a)it wasn't a yo-yo and b)it was something as practical as pajamas that she needed anyway.



But they were purple Hello Kitty pajamas, already washed so that she could wear them tonight, and she was thrilled. Whew!

I've been doing little things to get ready for Sunday's party here's my little assembly line of goodie bag stuffings...



Everyone gets a new yo-yo, along with a bunch of other plastic junk, some stickers and a fruit leather. Julie still doesn't get to eat much candy - I think she's now had one lifesaver and two starlight mints total ever. No way we're going to sugar up all her friends on top of pizza and cake. Julie will get a bag too, and therefore will be the proud owner of a new yo-yo of her very own.

Happy Birthday punkin' pie, Monkey, sweet pea, darlin' girl. I love you even when it's hard.

Whupped

Julie whupped me up one side and down the other today. I'm tired. I guess it doesn't help that I stayed up a little later than I should have last night dyeing yarn. So I'm going to sit my hiney here on the couch and work on Julie's pants. Here's what I have so far:



I decided to try the two circulars on one just because the dpns are getting full and the stitches have a greater tendency to slip off when I'm not looking. I have a looong way to go yet on these pants! Julie wanted to try on the leg I was working on this afternoon, and it was only about halfway up her shin.

It is also clear to me that I'm going to run out of this yarn way before I run out of pants. I could dye some more, but the colors would be different, and it would be a fairly big hassle. Not to mention that I used the KnitPicks base yarn, and it's backordered right now till the end of October. So I think I'll try to make it to the top of the legs with this yarn, then use some of my current undyed blanks to slip stripes in between the self-striping stripes of the current yarn and stretch it out. It won't be perfect, but it'll have to work. She'll probably be wearing them under a skirt anyway, so it's not going to be all that visible.

I'm too tired to think about any of the other things on my mind tonight. I'll just share one happy thought...I weighed myself this morning, and in the first week of my new diet, I've lost five pounds! I know that it may get harder to peel the pounds off the lower the numbers get, but for now it feels pretty good to see some results.

Like a Deer in the Headlights

I have been sort of stuck again the last few days. Too many things running around in my brain, as usual. So many exciting ideas to implement, so little time and energy. What else is new? So, as usual, I am going to dump a bunch of it out here, share it with all y'all, and perhaps free up a little room in the noggin for the gerbil to keep spinning in its little wheel. Just how many metaphors *can* I fit into one paragraph? Too many!

This morning I'm sitting at Panera, using their free wi-fi to get a few clear-headed morning moments away from the family. Everything seems so much easier at ten in the morning than it does at ten at night! I just spent the bulk of my time here working on the pants pattern. I've been crunching numbers and squeezing my brain for the right way to explain what I did. Translating knitting motions into words is an extreme challenge for me. I have to work really really hard to explain it concisely, but I think once I get it down on paper, my instructions are generally pretty good. I don't get too many complaints, at least!

The good news is that I think the 2T version is pretty much done. The bad news is that I think the little-girls' version is going to have to go in a separate pattern since the shaping at the top involves fewer short rows and more decreases when there is no diaper padding out the back side. I want to keep it all easy to understand and avoid running over to three pages, so they're getting split. This means that the baby version will be out within a week, as planned (I still need to do some measurements and calculate the figures for the other baby sizes). I think I'm a good designer, just a slow one. The big girl pattern will be available in a couple-few more weeks, and if someone is just itching to start a pair sooner, I could get them started on the legs right away.

Which leads me into a shout-out to my dear readers - if anyone is interested in test-knitting this pattern, I'll send you a draft for free. You have to promise to knit it up basically right away (and honestly - now is the time of year to knit this puppy up as you want to maximize the wear your kid will get out of all your hard work!). If you're interested, e-mail me at shellyk at shellykang dot com and we'll work out the details. I'm even going to offer a free skein of my hand-dye to anyone who finishes a pair and sends me feedback and pictures by the end of October!

So that's one thing that's been weighing heavily. Julie's birthday is coming up on Wednesday, and her party is next Sunday. I'll be shopping for party supplies on my way home from here, and we've been thinking lots about the associated details...balloons, baking and decorating the cake (I think I *may* have enough food coloring around the house!), invitations, and most importantly presents.

Joe and I had an hour long discussion and brainstorming session last night about whether she needed a present from us to open on her birthday despite all the ballet paraphernalia we've just bought her, and if so what to get. We agreed that yes, she should have something to open. We had a harder time deciding whether to get her an expensive toy - we were considering a kids' digital camera or a play tent, both gifts I think she would love - or something less expensive and practical. We decided on the latter, and I'm also heading to Target to look for some new fall pajamas for her. She loves her jammies, and will need several pairs in the next size up, so it's win-win. Maybe we'll save the camera and tent for Christmas ideas. Making up your mind is much harder than actually doing, at least in our house it seems.

Here comes a bigger thing that's been distracting me - taking up a lot of my emotional energy, actually. I joined Weight Watchers online last weekend. I finally reached my breaking point with the ignoring my extra weight thing. I'm just tired of carrying around a good 20 (and 30 if I'm really honest) extra pounds all the time. I'm tired of my engagement ring fitting too tightly, and some days my watch being uncomfortable. It had gotten to where I was going to have to get them resized or loose the weight. I just didn't want to make another commitment to being fat, so I kept holding off. And those constant reminders made me think about being healthier, about having more energy to chase my kids, about sleeping better, about all the little things that are so great about life without all this extra padding.

So I signed up and I've been thinking a lot about "points" this week. I've been finding other coping mechanisms besides stuffing more dark chocolate in my mouth. I've been having my plain coffee with skim milk at home instead of expansive expensive lattes from Starbucks. It's really not so bad, and if I'm careful to save my points during the day I still get a treat at night - those Weight Watchers frozen desserts are pretty tasty! And I've been saving the weekly flex points for the weekend indulgence, to be disclosed later in the post. This is a good thing, if difficult. Be happy for me, okay? And anyone who's done WW before or still, let me know so we can cheer each other on!

I bet you thought there were no pictures coming in this post. Well, before you all get bored, I'll show you what just came off the camera. We'll get back to knitting for a minute at the end.

Joe's been putting his computer together. I think it's mostly up and running now, and he has gotten through the frustrated hair-pulling bit. He took a bunch of photos to put up on his blog, and here's one I found amusing. Look at the pretty colors and the giant fan! I'm not sure which part exactly this is - maybe the video card - but there were lots of similar-looking pieces floating around the house the last few nights.



Yesterday Joe went golfing, so I took the girls to a book festival sponsored by Target at a big park in Bloomington. It was very commercialized, but it was free and it was something to do. They colored some tote bags...



They met some giant character-guys. The woman in the picture is one of the event staff, trying to help me get Sophie to turn around for the picture. Sophie was busy checking out the giant orange moose.



Um, see the fair-food cart in the background? Well, I had packed us a nice picnic lunch before we left, but accidentally left it on the counter at home. I ended up eating a milk shake and a corn dog for lunch - good thing I had those flex points to spare!

Julie got her face painted again.



And this time Sophie was awake, so she did too.



And we spotted Bob the Builder up on stage...



Right before Sophie conked out.



Julie got a milkshake of her own (I didn't want to share mine, and she wanted raspberry while I wanted chocolate - she only drank about 1/4 of hers).



And we made it home unscathed.

Oh! Back to distractions! Joe's parents dropped by the other day with a giant pile of Concord grapes from their garden. They're not really table grapes, so I made some jelly. It was actually pretty easy, and it even jelled. I'm going to keep it all refrigerated and make sure it gets used quickly, so I didn't have to bother with all the canning steps.



Back to the knitting - one more distraction that really has me stuck. On the right, the Falling Leaves socks I designed a few years ago. On the left, a new sample I've been secretly knitting up as I contemplate putting a kit together out of my hand dyed yarns to sell. I love those first socks so much, I'm finding it hard to love the new colorway. So I've been letting it sit for a few days, trying to decide whether these colors really do work or not. What do you think?



And that brings be back around to yarn dyeing. I have some bad news - there won't be a shop update this month. And I've been holding off on mentioning this because I feel a little badly about it - I think there are some of you out there waiting to buy yarn. I'm sorry, but I have what I think is a pretty good reason. I was invited to set up a table and sell at a craft fair!

Joe's alma mater, St. Olaf College, is in Northfield, Minnesota about an hour south of here. They are having a craft fair as part of their homecoming weekend on Saturday, September 29. Joe got an e-mail a couple of weeks ago asking alumni if they wanted to be part of it, and so Joe forwarded it to me. I filled out the application, and they accepted me! It's a great, low-risk way for me to try the craft fair thing. Even better, we can take the girls with us, and Joe and the girls can go do the other family-friendly on campus while I work. I've never seen St. Olaf before, although he and his friends talk about it all the time - well, less and less as the years grow between their experience there and the present.

So, you're welcome to come see me in Northfield and buy all the yarn you want, and otherwise I'll be posting what's left on etsy when I come home and hopefully dyeing more skeins in October. There are several of you who either commented or e-mailed the last time around about how disappointed you were not to get a skein of a certain colorway. If you're one of those people and you still really want a skein of a certain colorway, e-mail me and I'll sell you a skein right away. I saved those e-mails from before, so I know who's been waiting and who hasn't. Thanks for your patience!

With this craft fair coming up, I now have even more things to do - finish dyeing that giant box of yarn, make up some note cards to sell, make sure I have plenty of business cards and some signs and a table cloth to put up on my table...SO MUCH to get done in quite the short time. I guess it's time, like the deer in the headlights, to wake up and realize that's a big object headed my way. Time to run for the other side of the road.

Now I've got to go enter my weight watchers points for the skim-decaf mocha and the chocolate-chip muffie I just ate. Urp.

Of Butterflies and Ballerinas

It was another happy, if busy day in the Kang house, and I am beat. Here's a quick little post to entertain you till tomorrow.

When we woke up this morning, the chrysalis had turned clear and it was obvious that our butterfly was going to emerge soon. The girls and I glanced at it all through breakfast, then I took Julie out to the bus and when I came back in about 15 minutes later the butterfly had emerged. It was sort of stuck at the bottom with the dead leaves, so I cleared some of the leaves out and stuck in the first straight stick-like object I could find of a length that would fit in the container.



That's one of Sophie's spoons. Over the next hour, the butterfly dried its wings (and some nasty orange fluid dripped off it - yick!)

Sophie enjoyed looking at the butterfly, maybe a bit too much. She kept wanting to climb up on the stool to look at, and touch, the cage.


Julie came home happy from school again, and was excited to see the butterfly. I got her to agree to wait till Daddy came home to release it.

After a while, it was time to get ready for her first ballet lesson.


Awww...isn't she cute in her little leotard? She was, um, just a little happy to get to put it on finally.

And Sophie was just her cute little self.


I mean, really. She's super-cute. Even though she wants me to hold her all the time.



It is practically impossible to take a decent picture through a one-way mirror, but trust me, I tried. Julie had fun at her class, but had a hard time focusing on what the teacher was doing. She was just so excited, she wanted to jump around and do her own little dance.


Finally, Daddy came home, and we had a little butterfly-release ceremony. It sat on Julie's finger for a moment, then fluttered off over the rooftops. I hope it finds a mate.



By the way, rest in peace, caterpillar number two. It died a couple of days ago, and we had much sadness over it - I think I took it the hardest since I felt responsible. I would have given it fresh leaves if I had known where to find some milkweed. Alas.

Now, I'm going to bed. It's record-early, but I'm pooped. I have some really good news to share next time - good news for me, maybe less happy for some of you.

Big Girl

Today was Julie's first day of school for the year. It was also her first time riding the bus to school. She was very excited as she climbed aboard, and the smile was just as big when she got off the bus coming home.



Me, I thought I would be thrilled when this day finally came - and in a sense I was. I got time alone with Sophie this morning, and even a little time to myself when Sophie took a nap. But my heart broke a little watching her leave. She has a tiny little life of her own now, and I don't even get to see her classroom and say hello to the teacher every day any more. It's all part of the deal, I know. This love, it's bittersweet.

And before I get all verklempt, take a look at these:



Look familiar? They should. Two more legs for pants, these for my big girl. You think second sock syndrome sucks? Try second pair of pants syndrome! Really, I'm going to try and whip these out as fast as possible just to get them over with.

Get Your Popcorn!

Time for a little video.

Super Duper Picture Post!

I've been away. I've been SO busy being busy and having fun. Let's have some fun...

Wednesday. Park playdate with some of our favorite friends. Sophie loves riding on the "big girl" swings.


Snacktime at the park.


Julie went and sat on the bench, and Sophie joined in. Sophie loves to do what Julie does.


Wednesday night was the awesomest. I got to meet my bloggie friend Jaci. She is so cool!

She drove all the way over here to the Twin Cities from Eau Claire even though when I called her up and spoke to her for the first time, I called her by the wrong name. I've been reading her blog and her comments on my blog for something like forever, and I've been reading her name in my head as "Jay See" forever. And then I called her and spoke what I thought was her name, and it turns out that her name sounds more like "Jack E." oops. And even though I slipped and called her "Jay See" a couple other times during the evening, she still put up with me.

The rules of the evening included that we would eat as much greasy fair food as our hearts desired, and that nobody else in the world needed to know. What happens at the Fair - stays at the Fair. And we stayed in the Creative Activities building until we had looked at everything we needed to see, and we had real conversations about what we saw.

Then, we ate some more, and while we waited for our stomachs to calm down so we could have dessert (because no, our wandering meal did not start with anything deep fried, dipped in chocolate, covered in whipped cream and served on a stick - nope, not us!) But while we waited we walked around and looked at some of the crazy stuff they had for sale in the Coliseum.


These weird back-support thingies cost something like $70! Those women trying them on are anonymous strangers, but the nicely manicured hand holding the pop belongs to Jaci. She tried one one too, but I thought I'd stick with the "What happens at the Fair" rule.

We saw newborn sheep. SO cute. But we both felt sorry for the animals there in tiny pins, surrounded by people trying to grab and pet them.



And we got a pretty good picture of the two of us right before we headed off to get that last something sweet on the way out. I had my glasses on because my eyes were irritated. But it made us match!



It was freaky-weird how much fun we had together. Jaci and I had so much in common that we didn't know from the blogs, it's like we're long-lost sisters, only unlike the sister in my experience we actually got along and agreed on a lot of things.

Oh! and the icing on the cake - she brought me yaaaarn!



Not just any yarn - Koigu yarn. You know what's funny? That yarn on the right? It's the same color as the Pomotomous socks I made this summer. I love it. You know how when you have a yarn in your stash that you love so much it's hard to actually use it? And then you go ahead and use it and you love the socks, but you wish you still had the yarn in your stash? Well, now I do. Plus, I got this other really beautiful skein of squishy wooly love. Jaci, thanks for everything!

Then there was Thursday. Thursday was Joe's birthday, and it was punctuated by wheat-free chocolate cake and yummy yummy local organic vanilla ice cream.



See the candles? Three and Five? 35? Yeah, we're not in our "early thirties" any more, are we honey? Joe got his present the night before, because it came in the mail just as I was running out the door with Jaci, and I kind of wanted him to open it while I was gone because I was a little afraid he would be angry at me. I spent a little more than I should have, but he was really happy about it in the end. Not all that sexy, really - computer parts. Parts for a new state-of-the-art gaming computer that he's building. He was a little angry, but that burned off by the time I got home.

This morning Julie was playing kitty, and here she is playing kitty in a cage. Yeah, that's how she uses the blankie I knit by hand out of irreplaceable Pomfret yarn when she was born. Part of me loves it that she loves her blanket so much, part of me dies every time I see it abused the way she abuses it every day. But mostly the former.



Meanwhile, Sophie was oh-so-proud of herself for climbing up into Julie's chair at the table, and I was folding laundry while trying to decide about paint colors for the upstairs bathroom.



And then tonight there was another birthday party. Joe's cousin's son Nathan turned one. Look at him in his little Han-Bok. So Cute!



My girls in their party dresses. They were quite interested in the stale candy-sculptures.



Look at Nathan's really cool cake!



Look at the awesome food I got to eat!


Look at Julie chowing down on the bulgolgi! She sat there joking with the other kids at the kiddie table in a super-cute, slightly naughty sort of way that amused me to no end.


Babies love balloons.


Nathan got a little cake all of his own to taste. I think he was overwhelmed by the bright lights, the cameras, and all the people oohing and ahhing over every glob of icing.


Some quality time with Grandma/Harmony.


Little construction worker.


Who likes to play with rattles.


Then, Nathan got a really cool car as a present, and the kids all decided to play a game called "How many kids can fit in a toy car?" The answer was at least four. And nobody cried.


Oh look! We haven't killed the caterpillars yet. I'm a little worried because the leaves have gotten all dried out and I wonder if the little guy is getting thirsty. I put a couple drops of water down on the bottom of the container. I hope that's okay.


Yeah, and I've been dyeing a buttload of yarn.


Maybe even two buttloads of yarn. I'm having a lot of fun with the yarn.


And finally, Sophie was so exhausted after the party she fell asleep in the car and didn't wake up even when I changed her into her pajamas. Awww.


I'm going to have to write about the whole Fair competition fiasco again, but not, thankfully, tonight.