Three snow days and many snow delays into this new year, I'm feeling antsy. I'm starting to understand how important routines are to my sanity, and as a result, the calm of the household.
It seems that whenever I sit down, thinking I'll start a project, I'm interrupted. Of course, that's my definition of parenthood, interruption, so it shouldn't surprise me. Thankfully, my knitting has been at my side.
This project has been on Chris's mind for years, and I guess this bully of a winter finally made it happen. The kids love it down there, with swings, room to run around, and even a ticket booth (a cast off from the museum I used to work at, which I saved from the dumpster) to spark their imaginations. "Pretend" has literally been the word of the week around here. Our neighbor kids have been spending hours here, playing "circus" and other games. It's been a lively string of indoor days, for sure, and I'm glad of it, despite my desire to tune it out for a few hours.