Why do kids have this fascination with visiting a parents work place? I was feeling agreeable, so we packed in the car and went to work. Blake had a blast opening doors and pushing elevator buttons. She loves the view from the sky bridge.


She also found the bridge in the Japanese garden a hoot:

Not to worry though, I did do some knitting. I am currently at the point where I need to turn the heel of my socks. I'm trying to figure out how to do a gusset heel toe up on two circulars. I found a nifty blog entry from Forward Motion that I'm using as reference on my tester heel.

Until then...GOOSE POOP!
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