Last night was a blast. I just loved babysitting. We went for a walk, played in the tub, and then she was down for the night. I forgot how much fun 9 month old babies are.
I had a strange moment last night. I went to put the baby in her crib and there was the blanket I had made for her. I just stared at it, and it took me back to the time when I made that blanket.
Moose, the babies dad, asked me if I would make his daughter a quilt. There was no question that the answer would be yes. At that time I had never Moose's wife, so I knew nothing about her. All I did know was that the baby was born while Moose was sitting on the east coast waiting to go to Iraq.
I guess I never really thought that the quilt would be used. It turns out that the quilt her is favorite, and that Heidi liked it from the very beginning. The quilt is getting very worn, so I will need to make her a new one for her birthday.
I got home about 2 a.m. and my bum is just dragging. I should not be sitting here blogging. I should be cleaning the house, or finishing a quilt. I think instead I am going to go back to bed. I don't feel all that great today and I know it is my body telling me to slow down. I will go lay down when this load of laundry is done washing.
Next week I need to start gathering all the stuff for Thanksgiving dinner. One of the reason's I have been pressing myself to get so many quilts done is so we can eat at the table. I will have to clear all of my sewing stuff off the table anyway. Why can't everyone just stand and eat?
Well Life is calling me, so I better get to it until the laundry is done and then I am going to go take a nap.