Surprises come in small packages

[onlytolerable]

Remember, Alexandrie Berthier used to say, you simply must make time for yourself. The fine spring day finds Sophie settled at a table overlooking the green taking her arrière-grand-mère's* advice to heart. She closes her eyes a moment and enjoys the sun warming her cheeks before pushing aside cup and teapot so she can admire her handiwork. That buttery yellow yarn she'd been saving knits rather nice, even if she does say so herself.

She picks up her needles and swiftly casts on stitches for the second tiny baby bootie, all the while humming a lullaby under her breath.


[*great grandmother]

Comments

[onlytolerable]

"Goodness! Do they actually make those? I suppose if anyone knows, you would. Anyway, I never mind babysitting. I'm fairly certain I treated my sisters as self-mobile dolls when they were toddlers."

[sirforawhile]

"Okay, honestly? One of my nieces did that when she got into the Deck Brownies. Said it was because I was the best uncle ever." Look how proud he is. Look. "A'course, then she made cards for the whole family, so..."

[onlytolerable]

"So nothing! She gave you yours first. She made them for the others so they wouldn't feel left out. Your family get-togethers must be chaos incarnate."

[sirforawhile]

"One branch is already bad enough, and we all live together. Or at least we did until the quakes." And now he was in the castle with the kids until the ones on top of the tree said otherwise. "Cousins scare the hell outta me. But- hey, come on. How far along's your sister- Irene, right? You should pace yourself for a full baby wardrobe."