All about the Dude

Life is a whirlwind of nappies, feeding, cooking, washing and many other delightful household chores at the moment, seriously feels like if I blink another day goes by!  I once read someone say they were in the 'happy phase of sleep deprivation' - I can't say I'm happy about the lack of sleep but I do love the little moments in the middle of the night when it's just me and my little Moo Moo.

I'm also very happy that in the middle of all the chaos I've managed to get the Dude's quilt finished. 

I'm rubbish with proper details but the size is roughly a decent kid's lap quilt, not as big as a single bed quilt but good enough to sleep under when it's hot.  I'm also rubbish at remembering what material it is - my excuse is that I've had it for AGES so even if I did know it, I've forgotten it by now (my shocking memory is a source of many jokes for my dearest husband!), but I've loving the binding fabric, which was a gift from my sister - really cool paw prints in black and white.

After the Dude's quilt got my mojo, mojo'ing I also made up one of the blocks for my scrappy round the world quilt, just to give me an idea of how it's going to look.

It is very scrappy and is a combination of pinks, greens, yellows and some blues - the materials are mostly ones I've been gifted/acquired/stashed over the years but never actually done anything constructive with until now.  It's going to one of those quilts that you either love or hate I think by the time it's finished but I like that.  I'm cool with fugly stuff :)  So one block down, 23 more to go!!!

The last few days has also been busy/tiring due to No1 son coming down with good old chickenpox.  I noticed a couple of tell-tale blistered spots as he has getting ready to go to his new gymnastics class on Saturday morning (typically it only started the week before) and decided we'd be best not to go.  So Saturday morning he looked like this (one little spot on the side of his nose)

this was the poor little guy on Monday - miserable is an understatement!

I had the 'pox when I was 5 (on my summer holidays I seem to recall) and I've still got the scars to prove it but I don't remember having as many spots has he has, particularly on his scalp.  But we seem to be over the worst of it, he was running about outside as his Granda's today so that is a positive sign that he's feeling more like himself.