Letter to Santa

We spotted Santa while he had a quiet moment while at the mall today. Big I wasn't too sure about the strange man with a beard but he did wave as we walked by. Later we discussed how Mr. Claus plays a crucial role in the whole gift-giving thing at Christmas and Big I decided that he would rather write him a letter than sit on Santa's lap.

So I took dictation. It is worth noting that he understands the whole present thing a little too well and I had to edit the list of requests a bit. (In fact, at one point he asked for another mama. I wasn't sure how to take that.)

Anyway, without further ado, I give you Big I's 2011 letter to Santa Claus. You may have to click on it. If any of you have connections with the jolly old elf, perhaps you can pass it on.

Tatto artist

Big I: "Mom, some people have drawings on their arms."

Me: "That's right. They're called tattoos."

Big I: "Yeah."

Me (after turning around and looking at Big I): "Is that why you drew on your face with a pen?"

Big I: "Mm hmm."

A blue sweater

It's been ages since I posted anything I've made despite the fact that I'm always working on something. This one has such a cute model I thought I'd share.


Big I wanted me to make him a sweater and he said he wanted it to be blue. He didn't say only blue. I made a basic v-neck raglan and let the yarn do the work. The colorway is called 'Glacier Bay'.


Had to redo the sleeve and body length twice to make it slightly over-sized; I think he had a growth spurt while it was on the needles. Maybe it'll last the winter now.

Muffin thief!

Last night, Big I and I made these muffins. (By the way, they are only muffins in shape. The texture is something between pumpkin pie and french toast with all those eggs in there.)

I went to take a shower this morning after Daddy left and come out to find this on the counter:


Someone has been eating my muffins.

For the record, he gets this from his father who would take one bite of each cookie to 'claim' it. He has 3 older siblings, I guess it was pure survival on Craig's part.

But Big I has no older siblings. He just wanted the chocolate chips.

All Aboard!