Geek crocheting mom

My oldest son called me a geek when I drove him
to bagpipe band practice this week. It wasn't because
normally the super-cool dad (tic) usually drives him.

I think walking into the school carrying this picnic basket did it.
Maybe if it was filled with homebaked cookies or something,
he wouldn't have been so red-faced.

Instead I was carrying the afghan I'm working on.
It's gotten too big to carry in a bag and since the picnic basket
was sitting there empty, I went with it. Why not?

Little does he know I embrace my crochet geekiness.
Wait until he sees this decal on the van window --
once it is warm enough to bring it through the carwash first.

Progress is going a lot faster than I thought it would.
I started it only 10 days ago now.
Should be done by early next week.

I already know who is going to get the most use out of it.
Alice loves to lie on it or crawl under it every time I crochet.