Some days

Every once in a blue moon, the stars and planets align and you get a perfect evening with your family. Everyone's happy and well dressed, and genuinely interested in what each other is doing and saying. It's a rare thing, but when it all comes together, those are the moments you wait for, the moments you savour.

This was not one of those evenings.

Tonight was a fast, dizzying descent into Hades itself. It was as though someone had swapped my children for little heinous imps during the night. They were confrontational, overly sensitive, and whiny, all things that - truth be told - we've grown quite accustomed to. But what really clenched it was that, for some reason, tonight the kids decided that they no longer enjoyed things they've loved for their entire lives. Eggs? They "don't taste the same" as my usual eggs. Milk? It was making her throat hurt. Homemade, fresh-from-the-oven bread? The bread-snarfers suddenly "weren't sure they'd like it".

Meanwhile, Dad's on the phone with a long-distance friend he can't give up on, both kids are sniveling talking at once, and Mum's about to LOSE. IT.

But never fear! That's why God invented early bedtimes, heh. And whatever that can't fix (not much), looking at pretty yarn knit up in a lovely pattern can.

Woolly Wormhead's 2010 Mystery KAL, Pattern A
Knit with Madelinetosh Pashmina in the Calligraphy colourway.

Happy Knitting Everyone! I'm going to take my own advice and head to bed early. Knackered!