Joining Ginny at small things, as always—
On the needles... I have accepted that I will not be finishing Asher's sweater in time for his birthday. (By "finish" of course I mean washed and blocked and ready to wear.) I am thinking now that if I have it knit by his birthday I will call it a success. And from now on I will be making only sweaters with short sleeves.
I'm joking about that. Maybe.
(Ravelry details for the sweater are here.)
On the nightstand... I am almost finished with Buddhism for Mothers. Really! And I am learning so much from it, the most important of which is that I need to lighten up on myself a little. If this woman, who is enough of an "expert" in both mothering and Buddhism to write a book called "Buddhism for Mothers" can completely lose her mind once in a while, certainly I can forgive myself when I don't manage to keep it all under control, right? It's all about being aware, I think—both of the kind of parent I want to be and of the times when I fall short of the mark, so I can try to bring myself back to where I want to be. But it isn't, and it never could be, about being perfect. I need to remind myself of that more often.
I have also spent some time during the last few weeks looking through Rosemary Gladstar's Medicinal Herbs: A Beginner's Guide as I make plans for the gardens I will be planting in the spring. George was less than enthusiastic when a box of seeds arrived this week from Fedco. I told him I figured we might as well just dive in; it will either be glorious or a total disaster (and quite possibly a little of both), but at the very least we'll learn something. "If we ever learned from our mistakes," he said, " we wouldn't keep diving in headfirst to everything." He may be right about that. (I don't suppose he'll be enthusiastic about the yet-to-arrive seeds I'm expecting this week, either, will he?)
For the children: We had planned to read Over and Under the Snow this week, but all the snow seems to have gone away...
What are you knitting and reading this week?