.... Each Day

I solved my hooking dilemma of Miss Abby tearing at the burlap.  We came to a bit of a .....compromise.   She watches from her pen.   There are 3 stages.  Here is anger and dismay

 

Then comes woe and despair

 

And finally, sweet acceptance.   Lol. This way I can hook and she can still be near me.

The result of all of this is that I finally finished hooking this piece .  It was driving Saundra crazy trying to guess what the first word was as I hid it from previous post pictures   I didn't do it intentionally but then it just became fun.  (Sorry Saundra)   So here it is  

I feel like I want to finish this one with a whipped edge but so far have not located my stash of whipping yarn.  In truth I haven't looked all that hard  lol   I woke up this morning exhausted.  I just lazed around all day in my Jammie's   It was an almost perfect Sunday except for being so tired I could barely get out of my own way.   Abby was equally energetic (thankfully) 

Isn't she beautiful?  And I'll leave you with one other thing of beauty. I think I've finally mastered the art of the cinnamon roll.  

Well, this batch anyway.  I tweaked the recipe a little as my dough didn't seem to have enough body.  ( doesn't it sound like I know what I'm talking about?)  I reduced the milk by a smidge and it made the dough roll out better.  Abby has her 4 month needle tomorrow and she will get weighed again.  I'm anxious to see how much my chunky monkey has gained.  And Tuesday night she goes to her first day of school.  Yay!!