Griff is 4 months old today! He decided to celebrate by waking up approximately every 2.5 hours overnight. When we weighed him this morning after he’d made a big, uh, deposit, he’d still gained 4 ounces in less than 2 days, so we can’t really blame Mr. Growthspurty McSpurterson for being hungry. He tips the scale at 17lbs, 8oz.

One good thing about getting woken up early by a baby, you get a heck of a lot done on weekends. After we dragged ourselves downstairs, Jag headed outside to do some yard work while I made coffee, unloaded the dishwasher, and made some blueberry muffins (blueberries are BOGOF at HT this week). By the time Jag had finished up and showered, and we had eaten breakfast and cleaned up, we noticed it was still just barely after 8am.

Some more gratuitous Griffness:

I didn’t get a whole lot of spinning done this week, just a little drop-spindling. While spinning with the drop spindle is very portable and relaxing, getting the yarn off is kind of a PITA. This giant cop of yarn is getting pretty heavy, but I’m not really feeling like winding it off.

I’m not sure I’m still feeling the love for the third fiber I had picked out to spin for the Tour de Fleece, so I may make an emergency substitution. This Corriedale batt has been calling my name, for example…