The wonderful thing about taking pictures of children is capturing those moments of pure joy!  This photo of Isobel was just such a photo and deserved its own scrapbook page:

I think this is my favorite page so far, but then I say that about every page I make.  I had a goal to make at least one page a week this year, but that resolution took a hit when I got sick.  I couldn't even muster up the energy for that.  But I'm happy to report I think I'm back to full strength, so maybe I can make up for lost time.

I've made quite a bit of progress on Hidcote, but now it's jumbled up on the needles, so a photo won't necessarily show much.  As I mentioned before, that's one of the downsides of knitting lace – limited blog fodder.  I really did appreciate all of your comments on my boring post!  They reflected very much how I feel.  The blogs that I frequent don't necessarily always feature stunning knitting, although they often do.  I return to them because they are written by women with full lives and lots of stuff going on besides the knitting.  They are all women I would love to sit down and have a cup of coffee with.  Some of them I have met – Li, Lorette, Theresa and Kris.  Others I hope to meet some day – Marguerite and Theresa.  And there are others that I probably will never meet – Deb, Lynne, Anne, Sue and Kathy.  But they all join me every week for coffee and I enjoy their company! 

And, speaking of lace, thanks to Sue, I have joined a lace club!  This is the first time I've ever joined any type of yarn club, but when I found out there were actually lace clubs, I was intrigued.  The one I joined is hosted by Wool Girl and features some top designers.  It won't be all shawls – there are socks and scarves and mystery projects, along with lace goodies.  I can't wait for my first project to arrive the end of March.

And, falling under the heading of "It wasn't me, it was him!"

Of course, we all know who the troublemaker is!  Good news is that we had both dogs to the vet yesterday for their annual checkup and they are both in fine fiddle.  We are especially grateful for Kirby's good health.  He was a Valentine's present from hubby 14 years ago today! 

I leave you with this Valentine toast from Abby: