We did some Kool-Aid dyeing last week with a friend of mine's 5 year old girl and her 3 year old son. Those two brought their dyed yarn home with them to steam set it themselves so only the yarn that we dyed is in the top picture. Top to bottom: R's. E's, with quite a bit of help from me. Mine, which is dyed only with Switchin' Secret and Grape.
The bottom picture is the sum total of R's knitting since last summer. Unlike his mother, his interest in knitting waxes and wanes. He's motivated again by his newly dyed yarn, and he's decided that it will be a scarf for his 1 year old cousin in Seattle.
Thank you to everyone for their comments and thoughts yesterday, as well as other days, lately. I know things can look pretty idyllic around here. It always does when you're looking on from the outside, doesn't it? I don't live in any kind of utopia, I assure you. You don't see ME sharing the corners of my home now, do you? That would be too scary. You only see such a small slice of my life, as is true for all of you, I'm sure. We may live in what appears to be such quietude, but I assure you, life is busy and loud and challenging and messy just about every single day.