My poor children.....I hope they turn out ok with a mother like me. Does anyone else ever have these thoughts? Today I got the Twinkle Twins up. They sleep in the same room, but in different cribs. They were wearing the same pajamas, in different colors. I got them up myself, and somewhere between their room and our changing/dressing room I managed to get them mixed up. It's not very far. The hall comes to a kind of T there, and the door trim actually touches. You can take a small hop from room to room. It's a well known fact that for the most part, the girls wear similar outfits, with some distinguishing characeristic - usually same outfit, in different colors. It helps me know which one I'm adressing as they're running away from me at full speed. So despite the fact that the Twinkle Twins are actually fraternal, and wearing different colors, I proceed to get them entirely ready for the day having them mixed up. Calling them by the wrong name, putting them in the wrong outfit, etc. This goes on for about 15 minutes until Mr. N came in with X to get him ready.
Mr. N - looking skeptically at me:
"Why is Miss E wearing Miss G's outfit?"
"She's in the wrong outfit. That's Miss G's outfit."
"No, it's not. She's in the right outfit."
Then it dawned on me. Miss E sucks her thumb and Miss G doesn't. Miss E is happily sucking her thumb, in Miss G's outfit and laughing at me. No wonder Miss G didn't even look up as I was telling her (repeatedly) to stop fishing around in my bathroom necessities drawer.
Can you imagine where I'd be if they were wearing the same pajamas like they are in the above picture?
Rumple Stiltskin has been getting a workout. Over the weekend I dyed some BFL roving with red, yellow and blue. I prewet the roving, plopped it in my canning pot with very little water *on what was left in the roving itself from soaking) and proceeded to dump the dyes in three stripes across it. I added a bunch, so that it would soak through pretty well. I still had a few white spots, so the next time I do this, I'll be sure to saturate it a bit more. It turned out super duper colorful. It's really neat to watch the primaries mix into the full spectrum. I plied it with itself, for a two-ply worsted weight yarn. Nothing really special, but it was fun to watch it unfold.