... lost her mittens, and she began to cry... "Want mittens back!"

However, the little blue mittens, handknit from fingering weight merino wool that my darling girl picked out from the yarn store, herself, were nowhere to be found. Returning to the produce market (our only previous stop on our errands run), and conducting a search also failed to yield the mittens. Ditto with having a staff member check the lost and found. The mittens were just gone.

Hey, look! It is another of my infrequent blog entries... not that it matters, as I don't think much of anybody reads this stuff, anyway, but...

I'm done with my nutrition class, and while I haven't gotten my official grade, yet, I know I'm getting an A - I got something like 96% of the possible points in the class, and that comes up as an A, pretty much no matter how you slice it. So... one class down.

I feel like I seldom blog, though when I look at my history, it appears this is now my 48th blog post (how did I get to that many?), and at least of late, it looks like I've been managing to write something about once a week. Odd, isn't it?

I just spent about half an hour to 45 minutes going through my blog, and adding "Previous" and "Next" links to the top of every entry. As cool as I think Drupal is, I think the apparent lack of a more automated way to do this is a bit of a hole in the blog module. If there is a way, and I just don't know it, somebody please let me know.

KatyBeth did not take a nap, today. That is, she was up from about 9:30 this morning, until about 9:00 this evening, with barely 10 minutes of sleep in between, and I dearly hope the sleeping she's doing now is for the night, rather than just a nap, because I'm pretty wiped out.

Doesn't it just figure? Last night, I finished my "resolution" entry, then started turning out the lights and such, in preparation for going to bed, filled with resolution for the next day. I was just thinking about how I would go check on KatyBeth, who was sleeping on the futon in her room, and transfer her to her crib, when I heard a squeak, and saw a small figure toddling into the hall. I went and picked her up, and thought for a moment that she was actually going to just go back to sleep on my shoulder. Suffice it to say, she didn't.

I feel like I'm behind on everything. This is largely due to the fact that I have a clever and curious toddler, who has a talent for getting into anything I must take out of anywhere, to get something done.

I seem to be on an approximately once-a-month blogging schedule, if by "schedule" you mean "almost completely random occurrence". I've never had any real long-term success on anything resembling journalling (if that's a word), so I suppose it should come as no surprise, especially when you add in the very large factor of a very small person in my life. I must also say that since I seldom get any comments, it very much feels like I'm talking to myself.

These are the top ten things occupying my time, over the last 2 weeks:
1) KatyBeth
2) Replacing the bookcase that half-collapsed on Halloween
3) KatyBeth
4) Redecorating the bathroom
5) KatyBeth
6) Christmas knitting
7) KatyBeth
8) Preparing to repair a hole in my mother-in-law's wall
9) KatyBeth
10)VOXnet

See a pattern, here?

My baby girl is eleven months old, today. She's an early walker (took her first confirmed unsupported steps 2 months ago) and a climber. She gets into everything. For weeks, she's been pulling stuff out of the lower drawers in the kitchen (we keep only large, blunt things like spoons and the potato masher in there), which she then leaves strewn all over the floor. Within the last week, she started opening the cabinet with the flour and oil, and such.