Time seems to moving so quickly at the moment. My mum was visiting from France last week and it was really great to see her. And as an added bonus she baby-sat for us on the Saturday night so we could have our first night out together in seven years. We didn’t do anything spectacular, just had a few drinks in a local pub, but it was still really good. I finished the stripy socks I’d been working on whilst she was here and I sneaked them into her luggage as a surprise thank you (so no FO picture of that pair of socks)
I’ve also been plugging away on my rainbow shawl for the shawl-a-long- I’ve gotten 19 lace repeats done and have over 300 stitches on my needles so each row is taking about 15-20 minutes. As you can imagine its slow going with it now, but I’m determined to keep increasing until I’m absolutely sick of knitting the thing and then start the edging chart.

Xander’s birthday last week went pretty well, although at times he found all the excitement a bit too much to cope with. Its hard to believe that he’s 7 already, he still seems so much younger at times. He loved all his presents though, but as you can probably tell his skateboard was his favourite one:

Am suffering from a strange mix of excitement and anxiousness at the moment, which is an interesting combination to say the least. Our night out whilst Mum was staying with us went so well that we decided we could risk doing it again with the MIL babysitting and yesterday these arrived:

Yes, my awesome husband is taking me to see The Damned for my birthday! !! This is the bit causing me the excitement. The related anxiety is caused by the fact my MIL has never looked after Xan and I’m stressing about whether it will go well or not. (I really hope so cos we want to go see the buzzcocks next month and it feels so good being able to do this kind of stuff after such a long time).