The boy has officially grown two inches in six months. No wonder we had to get him new pants. He is in all respects quite healthy, and is inching up everywhere on the percentile graphs.

We had a lovely lunch out after his appointment, and shared a ham and cheese sandwich. He ate most of his half quite happily, too, despite the lettuce I had to remove and his doubtful look at what I casually called “sandwich spread” but which was actually seasoned and flavoured mayo. Ha. Then he demolished most of a Boston Cream doughnut (eating it top down, from the icing into the middle; you had to be there). I had a decaf mocha with whip, and they even drizzled a bit of chocolate syrup on top without asking me. It’s the little things that make me happy.

He’s now off spending the afternoon with Pdaughter, whom he hasn’t stayed with in about five months, and is very excited about it. I’ve been home for almost an hour, and in a few minutes I’m out the door again with the cello for a duet rehearsal, then I get to fight traffic and construction back to Pdaughter to collect the boy. Good thing it’s not a bath night, as we probably won’t be home till 6:30.

(The spun silk is drying beautifully and the twist has evened out with a few snaps. I dyed 2oz of the mohair/merino in my lovely Autumn Gold Leaves colourway for Jan last night and let it sit overnight to absorb as much dye as possible. I rinsed it in heated water today and the green didn’t bleed! I may have hit upon the right mix of vinegar/heat/pinch of salt/absorbing time.)