Here are my little heathen* critters:
Claire is a pumpkin. She had no opinion in this matter. Anna, on the other hand, picked out a duck costume a month ago. Saturday she decided that there was no way she was being a duck. She was to be a scarecrow. As I am a total sucker, we ran around Sunday and picked up things to make it so. What you can’t see well in this picture is the costume’s piece de resistance, the black crow perched on top of the hat. The craft store was lacking in crows, so we bought a Christmas dove and painted it black. For some reason, this tickles me to no end.
I’m happy to report that the sleep demons are gradually releasing their hold on our house. We got a few stretches of uniterrupted sleep this week. We’re still not quite back to normal, though, which makes for generalized fussiness all around.
I have three charted rows to go on the Icarus shawl. I’ve been just about to run out of the undyed KnitPicks merino lacewt all week. The remaining yarn has been a golf-ball sized lump for the past five days, and yet somehow never manages to run out. It’s okay, because my yarn pusher supplied me with another skein, which she has rightly pointed out will prevent me from running out of the original skein. Had I not had some in reserve, I would have run out halfway through the very last row.
I took a day off from Icarus to make a tiny baby hat for a small co-worker gift. It’s rather unremarkable, as it’s just a simple hat. I used the leftover red boucle from Anna’s winter hat from last year. It’s modeled here by one of Anna’s many naked baby dolls. Experience has shown me that this doll is approximately 6 month size.
*Each year at this time I get a self righteous smirk at all the people decrying Halloween as the devil’s holiday. I suppose we’re all going to Hell for some fun-sized KitKat bars.