Poops Gets a Pool

Okay, a wading pool. But it's deep enough to soak my fat on a hot day, and it's certainly adequate for the chilluns.

Bobo spends much time pouring water from one plastic cup to the next.

Bug convinces herself that she's swimming by walking on her hands along the bottom and kicking her feet.

Tomorrow we shant be around since we are leaving bright and early for Newport RI! Baboo has some sort of advanced FBI/Supercop training down there, and Sister is going down to spend the rest of the week with him. The girls and I will ride down with her, stay the night, then come back tomorrow sometime with Sister's car.

In other summer news, I've been making ice cream. And I'm goooood at it, baby! My first flavor (two batches so far) has been Chocolate Heath Bar. Mmm mmm good.

I have to say that with the recent humidity and heat I haven't felt much like knitting or spinning. I've made a handful of small felted bowls to sell and I'm almost done another baby sweater. I hope to have two to donate by the weekend.

I've also been short on time as far as blogging and posting comments to others' blogs since I've been busy working on reunion stuff. Which is coming along great, and if we get 8 more people to come we'll have half the class.

That's about it. Oh, and I've got yet another package of roving coming from Sheep Shed Studios. Three orders in a month. Oof.