:: I have strongly implied that Julia's Sunday sweater was finished, haven't I? This is a bit of an exaggeration, I'm afraid. It's true that I have just two more rows to knit, but before I knit those two rows I have to pick up a few dozen stitches around the neck. I can't possibly be the only one who dreads picking up stitches for neckbands, knowing I'll be picking up and pulling out over and over until I finally get the right number of stitches more or less evenly spaced. Can I? I made a start at it sitting outside Julia's Irish dance class last night, but then I was distracted talking to some other parents and cooing over a sweet baby. The clock is ticking...I may find myself madly finishing the night before her birthday after all!
:: I don't know that I've read any farther in Animal, Vegetable, Miracle than I had last week. It's here, waiting patiently for me to have time to read more than a page at a time.
:: I've had The Unschooling Unmanual on my shelf for quite a while now—I picked up a copy secondhand somewhere last year—but I wasn't quite ready to dig into it until recently. I'm enjoying the essays quite a lot; much of it confirms what I already believed, and some of it is providing food for thought. I'm enjoying it more than Sandra Dodd's book, which, while very easily digestible, describes a much more radical approach than I think suits our family.
:: We are still not finished with By the Shores of Silver Lake. Every night I think we must be almost there, but it seems to get longer by another chapter or two every time I pick it up. The children are still enjoying it; I can't wait to move on to the next book.
Joining Ginny at small things, as always...