It's the University of Chicago Folk Fest this weekend (if you're in town, come on out! Today and tomorrow.) Rachel and I ran the artists' green room last night; we'll do the same tonight. The Fool wore Jamie around, who slept in the sling when he was tired, visited with people when he was awake, practiced crawling, flirted with college women and listened to lots of music. I Cajun danced with Edward, helped with Jamie when necessary ... and most exciting?
Started to teach Rachel how to knit socks.
I'm showing her how to do it on dpns, because they're cheap and readily available, but she might be a 2-circs knitter at heart. We cast on, joined without twisting and worked on the cuff off a tiny little practice sock last night.
Tonight, I think we'll turn the heel and pick up for the gusset.
OK - off to toss my bean and barley salad (not a euphemism) and then back to campus.