Such a Reader

I don't know if you can see the headline on the front, there, but I'm sure he picked this magazine on purpose.



Tired of Being Good

Excuse me ... but did you know there's a dead fish on your head?

So our family Christmas was last Sunday night, and I can finally show you the presents I was working on so madly.

Last winter, the online magazine Knitty published a pattern (Free! All their patterns are free. I love Knitty.) for a unique hat. Originally designed for a young boy who wants to be a sea biologist, it looks like ... well, it looks like a dead fish is eating your head. I was immediately captivated, of course. (You may want to refer back to my first post about these, where I said something about family weirdness.)

So, for the last year, off and on, I've been working to produce these (closeups courtesy of the lovely Emma):



Because nothing says Merry Christmas like a dead fish.

Mr. Popper

Levi didn't get a ton of gifts for Christmas, but we tried to stick with the classics. Along with a Rolf Harris CD set (he loves this guy; if you don't, go look him up on YouTube), he got a Farmer See-n-Say, and a Fisher Price Corn Popper. You had one, remember?



He is completely delighted with the noise it makes (Also the fact that is filled with balls. Ball? Ball? Ball?), and when he gets it to work, he cackles with glee. Sadly, he hasn't quite figured it out yet - he doesn't get that he has to push it out along in front of him. So it's a little frustrating right now. He's keeping at it, though. Pop. Poppoppoppoppoppop.

Just for fun: no one seems to know the official name of this toy (I had to look on the label). What did you think yours was called?

And bonus points to anyone - except my sister - who can guess what the title of today's post is an homage to. (Bad sentence. Oh well. Not on the clock.)