Woolapallooza!

Hello all,

This time it's the Daddy blogging.

It seems that May is particularly jealous of the computer when it comes to Manda's attention. Anytime Manda is at the computer, May wants to save her from having here face eaten by the internet...I think she learned it from the cat.

As far as our toddler in concerned, Daddy can be eaten by the internet...or maybe internets don't like the way Daddies taste?

Anyway, the past week has been pretty quiet here. The Hobermans have returned from visiting family in Texas. Seth and Sarah are now back from a trip to Seattle. My Great-Aunt Hazel passed away at 99 years old.

Yesterday we all went back out to Drumlin Farm again. This time for Woolapalooza. We saw sheep getting sheared. We followed the process of wool being cleaned, carded, dyed, spun, felted, knit, and woven into hats sweaters and various other things. There were sheep dog demonstrations and lamb chili. One woman was even spinning angora yarn directly from a rather large, rather fluffy, rather smug rabbit sitting on her lap.

Alas, we forgot to bring our camera to document any of this for you all.

On Friday we went out with Mary & Denis and their friend Andrew to celebrate Mary's 50th published poem. Bluefin restaurant was the setting and I got to experiment a bit with sushi with Mark and Denis acting as tutors. Amanda and May stayed away from the fish, but May was very happy with rice, tofu, miso soup, and even some daikon pickle.

Sunday was mostly a clean-up day. Seven loads of laundry and a full review and purge of too-small baby clothes. Eventually we have to sort out our basement storage space and start the organizing of superseded baby stuff into donate, keep, toss, and sell categories. Even the donate bin has four or five subsets for family, local friends, shelters and the like. We have been very lucky in the generosity of our family and friends; it is only proper that we pass on such generosity.

Ah well, back to work!