On the whole, I’d say this weekend was a good one. No, a GREAT one. I ask a lot of my weekends, as a rule. I want relaxation, entertainment, fun and harmony. It’s hard to have that, every single weekend. But I think this weekend came close. Still.. it wasn’t without it’s “issues”.
Let’s start with the great stuff. Because the great stuff far outweighs the awful or even the meh stuff.
Yesterday, we went out on a typical weekend errand run. We all pile into the van and point it down the interstate, towards town. Sometimes we have a goal (or two) to achieve, but mostly we just like to be out of the house so we don’t all murder one another. We grabbed lunch at Sonic and were about ready to proceed with the day when Kile asked about going to see Shrek 4 at the movie theater. 10 minutes later, we were on our way to Parklane, where there used to be a rinky-dink mall and where there still is a fairly decent movie theater. Now, we were taking our lives into our hands here. Neither Liam nor Evie have been to a movie since entering full toddler-dom. Liam’s last movie was when he was almost a year old, I think. And I don’t think we’ve ever taken Evie to a movie. My general “rule” is: “No movies from 18 months until 3 years.” It’s fairly arbitrary because it was based on Harry. We took Harry to see the first Shrek way back when, when he was 18 months old, and it was a Bad Idea. We didn’t take him again until he was 3 and we went to “Finding Nemo”. He was great and we saw many movies with him after that.
Liam is different than Harry though (I think, quite frankly, that it isn’t POSSIBLE to be any more different from Harry than Liam). And at 3 he was in NO WAY ready to see a movie in a theater. But now he’s nearing 4 and maybe, just maybe, he would be ready. Evie, on the other hand, is a fairly newly minted 2 years old. I expected Liam to do fairly well but to be chasing Evie around the halls outside the theater. It comes with the age, you know.
But, lo and behold, they both did GREAT. In fact, Evie probably did BETTER than Liam. Liam got a little antsy towards the end of the movie, wiggling around in his seat and acting a little bored. Evie stayed in her seat the whole time and while she would occasionally crane around to peek at the projector window or the kids sitting behind us, she stayed pretty riveted to the movie. And every time I caught her eye, she would flash me the BIGGEST smile. She loved it. And so did Liam. I was SO proud of them both. I see more movies in our future. We’ll start slow and easy, afternoon matinees, a month or two out from opening. Small crowds, easy movies, etc and so forth. But this is good news. For we are Movie People. And I have missed my Movies.
The other big GREAT was today. We ran a few errands here and there and planned in a stop by Legends out in Sparks for the kids to run around in the fountain there. It was going to be a VERY warm day (gah!), so perfect for that sort of activity. At first Liam didn’t want any part of it. He sat, sullen, in his stroller. Evie loved to run around the fountain but was fairly cautious not to actually let any water TOUCH her. Harry got completely soaked. Eventually, Liam warmed up to it and he and Harry got soaked together. Evie even got squirted a time or two and took it with good humor. In fact, she was rather Put Out when the time came to get back in the stroller and move on. Harry didn’t plan his outfit well and wore JEANS so we had to stop at Target and get him a pair of shorts.
This brings us to the AWFUL of this weekend. The first is a heartbreaker. And while I’m sure it’s my fault, I would like to reserve some blame for the pattern writer who was exceedingly unclear in her instructions. See, it has to do with knitting. I’m working on a custom for a lovely lady that has me working with handspun fingering weight yarn. For those not in the know, fingering weight is the kid of yarn that is used to knit socks. So it is fairly small and is knit on small needles. I’m used to more worsted and aran weight yarn, which are considerably thicker. Now, this fingering weight yarn was to become a toddler sized dress. And for a while, things were going GREAT.
As you can see, lots of little stitches. But pretty and I’d gotten pretty far. In fact, as of today, I was to the waistband. And then.. looking at the pattern at a part that has been confusing to me, I made an Awful Realization. The pattern was written for knitting the dress flat, which means back and forth on the needle and then seaming. I like to avoid seaming when at all possible and altered the pattern to knit it in the round instead (meaning on a circular needle, around and around and around until doomsday you’re done). Well, in the altering, there was something that didn’t make sense. And today, this afternoon, I found out why it didn’t make sense. I had thought the whole dress was to be knit flat and then seamed up one side. NO NO NO. It was to be knit in two separate pieces, the front and the back, and then seamed up on both sides.
Insert the sound of much wailing HERE.
So basically, I’m toast. I have to start ALL over again. Rip it all out and try again. Except his time with TWICE as many stitches. SHOULD BE FUN. (kill me now)
This leads us to the second AWFUL of the weekend. Tonight, as we were bathing the wee ones and putting them to bed, Harry was outside playing with the boys up the street. They often ride bikes around the cul de sac but more often than not, a bike is left laying in the grass or on the driveway while other shenanigans are perpetrated. Such was the case tonight. And perhaps you can see where this is going. But not entirely. Because Harry hasn’t been using his bike lately. His bike had a flat tired. Plus, he prefers my bike anyhow. So he’s been riding that. You see where I’m headed? Yeah. He left my bike in the street and it got run over. BOOM. SPLAT. sigh. Accidents happen, blah blah blah. There’s a lot more to this story but now I’m just tired and annoyed and over it all so I’ll just say: TEARS WERE SHED. And not just by Harry. I think the knitted dress thing played a factor, to be honest.
The rest is just MEH. Like running out of yarn on the second leg of a pair of capris I’ve been knitting. Easily solved by a trip to the yarn shop but still. MEH. Or losing Evie’s sippy cup SOMEWHERE today but god if we knew where and only discovering this after we’ve bought some chocolate milk in a carton for her and Liam to split between their cups. She was INSANELY thirsty so Kile, ever patient, stood with a straw for her so she could suck it down to hear heart’s content. MEH on the losing of a precious sippy cup. The rest is a smattering of headaches, whiny children and frustrations. MEH. And a pox upon it too.
Eh… like I said. It was a great weekend, overall. No major complaints. Two small and often wild children sitting through a movie in an actual movie theater? AWESOME. Watching the kids run laughing through the fountains at Legends? DELIGHTFUL. So I choose to finish out the weekend thinking of both of those things. Good plan, eh?