Friday, October 03, 2008

BEAUTY HAS A THEORY.....IF I'M AWAKE THEN YOUR AWAKE!

She has been awake since 5 am.....singing about pirates.
Beauty has a pirate costume and pirate dishes and a pirate cutlery set and I am knitting her a tank top to go with her pirate costume for Halloween.
And if she wanted to she could be a pirate when she grows up!
As long as she doesn't steal tanks,
perhaps on the stage.


Perhaps a part in the Pirates of Penzance?


Considering her delays and autism, Beauty certainly has a mind of her own and independently decides what she likes and doesn't likes.
She loves dressing up, she loves pirates, she loves dolls(a very strange development!) she loves videos, she loves McDonald's plain Mcflurry and she loves Walkers green crisps, to name but a few!


As for my knitting.....
it is coming along slowly but surely.
And I have a list of things that I would love to knit

BABY CLOTHES for friends of the girls.
GLOVES
MITTENS
SOCKS
A PATTERNED BABY BLANKET
A BIRTHDAY PRESENT FOR EACH OF THE GIRLS
And the following dress.
NO.....not the hideous rug on the left but the long gown on the right(minus the scary hair do of course!).


And finally The Sheriff of Nottingham was right about the spoon

[the Sheriff has said he'll cut out Robin Hood's heart with a spoon]
Guy of Gisborne: Why a spoon, cousin? Why not an axe?
Sheriff of Nottingham: Because it's DULL, you twit. It'll hurt more.

Two days ago I cut my hand on a spoon and it is still hurting like a little beotch.
And how did I manage that?
The spoon handles are attached by a round piece of metal coloured plastic which is starting to peel and my hand got caught on a jagged piece.
In future I will be buying one piece 100% metal cutlery.

1 comment:

Steve said...

I love Pirates of the Caribbean but even I would quite happily shoot him if he performed a shanty at 5 in the morning: way too early!

MISSY

MISSY
BEAUTY

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An Irish Blessing

(A Blessing from St. Patrick)
May the road rise to meet you,

May the wind be always at your back,

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

May the rains fall soft upon your fields,

And, until we meet again,

May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.