The Shalom is a hit, I have worn it nearly every day. I love it, its so warm and snuggly and comfortable and it looks nice. So I have cast on for another, slightly different but the same concept. Pink.

I also cast on the Featherweight Cardigan using some cashmere wool that I got at Spotlight that I bought to make something else but for the life of me I couldn't get the tension stated on the ball band which was the tension I needed for the pattern. Sooooo, I have been wanting to make the Featherweight for a while now so I decided that now was as good a time as any. After a few rows I realised that I am in for endless stocking stitch, it is small stitches and its all stocking stitch and I am going to die of boredom, so I am going to knit it at the same time as other things and pick it up when I can only do stocking stitch rather than be able to actually think as I knit. These opportunities crop up quite a lot. When Callum is being fractious and I have to keep stopping and at knitting group when I start yakking and don't watch what I am doing (I have often said 'you can't knit at knitting group!' because I talk too much and end up coming home and unpicking everything I did). I can't knit anything with lace or cables at knitting group, or do anything that requires increasing, decreasing, counting rows or basically anything but...endless stocking stitch!! as I said.

And I have knit another three rows of Teal Cardigan, woot woot, at this rate it will be finished by 2020. The main problem with it is that the sleeves didn't fit properly after I followed the pattern exactly, so I have lost a bit of trust in it. Every time I start to knit I wonder if its all going to be unpicked later. Which makes me feel like I am wasting my time. So I pick up something else.

In other news, the dentist was awful. But Callum enjoyed spending his first time being babysat by my friend Ains and he looked very happy and loved up when I picked him up. I left a bottle of milk just in case and I was fantasising as I drove to pick him up that Ains would show me the empty bottle and tell me that he had drank the lot. LOL. Yah right. So, still no luck on that front. He really is hilarious. He just has no idea what he's supposed to do with it. He just chews on it and talks to it and then finally gets a bit annoyed that this thing in his gob is getting in the way of him whingeing about being hungry! derrrr!!

I offered him some solid food during the week. He wasn't overly interested. I am doing Baby Led Solids which is 'real' food once they can sit up on their own and reach for it and grab it, but he just played with it. I decided to see what he thought of baby mush spooned in his gob, but he wasn't overly interested in that either. Oh well. He's fat and content for now so, meh.