tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post2368868934948560835..comments2023-11-18T11:24:52.834-08:00Comments on Tales from the Den of Chaos: The cool thing about using Sweater WizardMother of Chaoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12176092618150502244noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-84625609424717481952008-06-01T15:50:00.000-07:002008-06-01T15:50:00.000-07:00I'm developing a rather saintly perspective of you...I'm developing a rather saintly perspective of you as a Mom. Although there are still copies of "Folk Shawls" to be had and hidden (wry grin), "methodically tore half the pages out of my Folk Shawls book" makes my stomach clench a bit. My mother somehow let my little brother live when she found him standing on a chair in front of her china cabinet (I believe he was younger than 6 at the time) Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-20525320224990020052008-05-31T18:38:00.000-07:002008-05-31T18:38:00.000-07:00Ow...I'd forgotten the perils of preschoolers! On...Ow...I'd forgotten the perils of preschoolers! One more benefit of having teenagers - they won't even dream of touching something as uncool as a knitting book. :-) Now if I could just convince them my beads are totally dorky, I'd be set.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-90580812898257811172008-05-31T15:46:00.000-07:002008-05-31T15:46:00.000-07:00My cherished child was slated for the earliest pos...My cherished child was slated for the earliest possible admission to military school. You have another four years to go...<BR/><BR/>p.s. He never did end up in military school, although it was *this* close many times. However, as soon as he graduated from High School he joined the Army. Go figure.Kalihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09019786860866693860noreply@blogger.com