Remember the baby pool I recently won? The babe was a boy and his daddy brought treats. There were two versions, each with a different picture, both with three Hershey Kisses wrapped in blue tulle and tied with silver embroidery floss. On the flip side of the paper that the photo is affixed to, it says:
A few sweet kisses from the new baby...
In one of the photos, this particular baby is wearing a bulky handknit hat (or maybe it just looks bulky because he's a teeny tiny baby). ; )
I shared this awful pic of a great idea with everyone's favorite Bookish Girl yesterday. A bowl full of these would be a sweet, fairly inexpensive way to announce to a large group of co-workers and acquaintances -- and if the baby's gender is known, all the Kiss-wrapping could be done ahead of time!
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Another of life's monkey wrenches landed with a thud, right at my feet yesterday morning and I've been kind stunned ever since. It's actually someone else's wrench, but it's a big one -- big and scary and full of heartache, heartbreak, with potential to affect and/or change many lives close to me and, therefore, mine. I can't go into details, but I'm just sick over it, trying to keep my chin up and hope for the best and knit and care for my family -- and not take anything for granted and appreciate what I've got and squeeze every drop of joy I can out of all the little things. Whatever will be, will be... but I hope it be good... I hope and pray it be good.