Saturday, 5 May 2007

Fling Two


Murray (aka: Sheldon):



This toy charmed me from the start and was always on "the list". My 6 month old niece is coming to visit and since my plan is to become her favourite auntie I need to start young. I used Knitpicks Shine. I adore this yarn. It is a wonderful washable kid yarn. The price is right, the colours are cheerful and it is easy to knit with. The other yarn used was Berroco Plush and it too is perfect. I have a little novelty yarn in my stash for these moments, a little trim on a pair of kid mittens kind of thing and I am always struck at how difficult it is to knit with, how much attention you have to pay to what you are doing. Why oh why do knitting teachers allow new knitters to knit with this?

I have a thing about names. I love them, I love thinking about them. One the greatest things I have ever done was name another human being. When I was in hospital with Palin after his birth I was across from a woman who's baby had just been moved down from the premmie ward. Her son was really premature and had spent the last 3 months in the hospital. He was going home the next day so the hospital decided it was a good idea if she came and spent a night "sleep training" him before she took him home. The poor little buggar spent hours crying for his mum but she "stuck it out" and eventually he gave up on her and went to sleep. It was one of the more horrible things I have witnessed. But that is not the worse thing this kid is going to have to deal with. His name is Murray. What do you say when you are told something like that? My mother looked horrified. I went with "family name, huh?" "no, we just felt it was an uncommen name now and we really liked it". A new little baby named Murray. Now an eight year old named Murray. Just cruel. This one is for you Murray, I have a feeling you are going to need it.

Murray. Murray. Murray. It just never sounds better does it?

2 comments:

Stell said...

and you just know in NZ that kids gonna be nicknamed 'Muzza' - don't ask me why, it just happens. Poor kid.

Emily said...

Aw, snuggly!