little olive received her 'blankie of the utmost kind' on saturday.
i finished it on friday, but once again had selfish thoughts of keeping it all to myself... on saturday little olive discovered my original 'blankie of the utmost kind', was overcome with it's loveliness, decided it was truly an 'utmost blankie' and took it for herself.
now before we exclaim at her 'wayward' ways, we must remember that little olive has known the delights of 'crocheted goodness' since ten weeks old, thus causing her to crave for it's warmness and 'nest ability' potential at all times.
in her defense, i do not believe little olive stood a chance when coming upon such a blankie that begged to be 'loved' and so she lost her sense of 'right from wrong', giving into the moment without thinking of the 'naughtiness of her actions'.
i discovered the 'crime' in action, seeing a 'streak of rainbow' whizz past my ankles, fly off the step into the living room and end at it's destination, little olive's 'other basket'. (the first one being in the kitchen). where all good things are taken to be loved, licked and treasured.
"i don't think so" i exclaimed running close behind, imagining all sorts of horrors that could befall my little blankie. but i was wrong to 'doubt' her intentions, they were all purely honourable... all she wanted was to love my little blankie like it were her own and how could i blame her?
there was nothing for it but to collect finished 'blankie number two' and trade.
now i'm happy
and she is happy
i have a small amount of yarn left and am thinking 'a chill' is in the air as we head into autumn and perhaps i need to fashion her a little 'sweater vest' to match.
thus when she sits upon her little blankie in her little crocheted vest, she can take on special superhero powers like 'invisibility' and go on to save the world...
she thinks she is on a slippery slope heading fast towards the title of 'mad dog' woman ~ Tif