Sweet as Ice Cream

Amy's use of the word "reveal" reminded me of how insidiously television has worked its way into our lives. Seeking some non-mediated experience (actually, hoping to escape a very hot house and catch a spare breeze or two, while taking pictures to make a party invitation), we headed to the local beach after dinner. We've been beaching and laking lately, so today we did estuary.

I kept putting Thing 4 down because I wanted a shot of her ambling off into the sunset, and realized too late that, as Eric said, I'd created a monster. She crawled into the water. She walked into the water. She did everything but cartwheel into the water. Her siblings were already neck-deep, which is a feat, given how shallow the water is, but they're steadier on two pins than she is.

They all also got tan lines, even though we were at the water at 6:30 pm. What is with this? Good skin or global warming?

Pictures taken, kids thoroughly wet, we headed home where I sewed the second button onto what has become known, thanks to Suzee, as "Neapolitan." While the colors are off in the picture, it's pink, white, and sort of an ecru. I promised the girls tank tops out of Sugar'n'Cream, and just sort of winged this one. Thing 2 has asked for one just like it, while Thing 1 has slightly different ideas. We'll see how they play out. If I finish them all in time, they're going to be my World Cup project.

For this one:


I am not wild about the gauge, but it's so cute I feel a sugar rush when I see it.

Front view, modeled:


And the back. The buttons are little rosebuds.


I'm contemplating knitting little lace-edged bloomers to go along with it. Stop me before I stick a bow to her head with Karo syrup!