Another Sunday, another Baptism.
When you are Greek Orthodox, there is no shortage of meaningful milestones and spectacular celebrations to take part in. A new little life in our commuity was baptized today followed by a humdinger of a reception, complete with dinner and dancing. Little Dimitri Joseph cried through the whole thing, just like a baby, but was wide-eyed for all his guests at the party.
People have come to expect something handmade from me, and I aim to please. As a gift, I thought it would be fun for him to learn his D-I-M's instead of his A-B-C's. Growing up greek makes you a superhuman speller, even if all you know is your own name.
I used some of this fabric and some of that fabric and made him a way oversized stuffed block that he can tumble around with on the floor. Each side has a different letter of his name, and luckily there are only 5 different letters in his 7 letter name and since there are only 6 sides to the cube he will have to re-use 1 of the 2 I's when spelling DIMITRI.
Oh well, this is starting to feel like math and I know thats not what you're here for.
This weekend I also got to squeeze in some time for my new goal of becoming a knitter. I'm also digging deeper through the mothy bally smelly drawers of the old hutch and spending some time with the beautiful handmade items of my grandmothers. I'll share more of those cherishables in the coming days as well as a glimpse of my own progress (a word I'm using very loosely here).
Here's today's spelling practice, don't tell me you never learned anything from me!