Monday in the Park with Mole
The Mole got his first ride on a swing. I had to prop him up with all manner of things, but he loved it. The angle is actually perfect for his little mole-eyes to peer down at his sister. She pushed him on the swing and they were both in heaven. I was snipping "ok, now, gentle..." every 2.5 seconds but they were conspiring against me, and every time she pushed him until I thought his wee head would snap off, I would repeat "ok now, gentle..." and she would say "but he liiiiiiiiikes it!" And indeed, he would chortle and gaze lovingly at her. As his head lolled about.
I have not, I am saddened to report, yet mastered knitting in the park with two kids. I don't remember at what point I was able to knit with the Squid. I may have to cast on some socks (gasp) and give it a shot one of these days.