Spoiler alert: this post is about babies.
Not in the abstract, and not mine, thankfully. That’s something in the future for me, but hopefully wayyyyyy in the future. Grad school hopefully awaits, and the PhD student lifestyle is pretty incompatible with motherhood I think. I know it can be done, but only by legendary creatures as rare as unicorns. We live in awe of their ass-kickery, and wonder how they manage to live without sleep :P
Anyway, so babies. I love them (provided I can give them back to the one who spawned them) and they tend to love me back. I think it’s the hair. They can’t get enough of yanking it. But me being fond of babies as I am, the news that my aunt was making me a new little cousin could only be met with knitting. The funny part is that she has six children, and they thought they were finished, and gave away most of their baby stuff. Lol! I also know that once you’ve had that many kids, they aren’t really met with the same excitement as the first, no crazy baby showers and all that. So I knew what I had to do. I was going to whip up a very traditional, very gender neutral baby layette, and I was going to make it FUZZY. Knit picks to the rescue, with their lovely Bare Hare yarn, 80% merino, 20% angora. Despite the lovely fiber content, it didn’t cost the earth, and the whole shebang only used up three skeins. This means that I got a whole baby set for less than $20. (although, to be perfectly honest, I made my mom buy the yarn :P) All I had to do then was wait for a baby to put it on!
Finally Coulson arrived, (and I have to tell you, I’m going to call him Agent Colson for the rest of his life) but the layette didn’t fit him at first. To be honest, I’m glad it was too big, because babies grow so fast it’s breathtaking, and if you knit something for a tiny person, it would be nice if they could wear it for longer than it took you to knit it! That did mean, however, that we had to wait for pictures. However, the wait is now over! Behold the cuteness!
That cramp you just felt in your side? That was spontaneous ovulation from too much baby cuteness. He’s so cute I can’t stand it. Look at the fuzzy! Look at his fat little face!! I love it so much!!!!!! The best part? He looks so cute in these pictures that they put one on their Christmas card.
Win! I love it when people appreciate my knitting.
P.S. I think in the pictures where he’s not wearing the bonnet, he looks like a tiny mobster, and it fills my heart with joy. I think it’s the chubby cheeks.
