I would like to belatedly wish you a Merry Christmas.
Just a quick little post to share a quick little project I started last month and completed in time for a Christmas package.
Just a quick little post to share a quick little project I started last month and completed in time for a Christmas package.
I had never thought about the practicality of baby legwarmers until Joel got back from visiting some friends in California who have a several-month-old baby. Outings in the Baby Bjorn can leave those soft, chubby legs vulnerable to the elements without the proper precautions, so rather than take off the onesie, why not just add some cozy coverings? Genius! Here I was, thinking legwarmers were purely a retro fashion statement. Now I am a believer (speaking of which, I recently discovered a "new" song I'd like to never hear again).
As soon as Joel mentioned that I might like to make some to send to his new little friend, in a matter of days we were back on a plane to California for a memorial service for my dear uncle. I think many knitters would agree that knitting is therapeutic. It's an activity that, when it doesn't require checking the pattern, when you can just knit in the round over and over, allows you to just dedicate all your thoughts toward one thing. This was indeed a nice way for me to spend a few hours on a plane, thinking about memories with Uncle Tim, about the lives that he touched beyond our family lines, about the void we all now feel. And then I would think about the little person for whom I was knitting - a 4-month-old who is bringing so much joy to his parents and the people around him.
Besides that, I find it rather entertaining to bring a knitting project on a plane. On more than one occasion I've caught passengers sitting opposite me in a trance over my needles. Or people will say something like, "They let that through security?"
As soon as Joel mentioned that I might like to make some to send to his new little friend, in a matter of days we were back on a plane to California for a memorial service for my dear uncle. I think many knitters would agree that knitting is therapeutic. It's an activity that, when it doesn't require checking the pattern, when you can just knit in the round over and over, allows you to just dedicate all your thoughts toward one thing. This was indeed a nice way for me to spend a few hours on a plane, thinking about memories with Uncle Tim, about the lives that he touched beyond our family lines, about the void we all now feel. And then I would think about the little person for whom I was knitting - a 4-month-old who is bringing so much joy to his parents and the people around him.
Besides that, I find it rather entertaining to bring a knitting project on a plane. On more than one occasion I've caught passengers sitting opposite me in a trance over my needles. Or people will say something like, "They let that through security?"
The hat just worked out as part of the package. I had some leftover yarn and a hankering to try out ear flaps, and it came out kind of huge, i.e., it almost fit my head. But these are the things babies can grow into.
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