My husband suddenly remembered that the needles we'd been looking for were ones he'd helpfully put away in a book of mine. He thought they went together. They don't, but he's wonderful, and helpful, and most of the time finds the things I loose, and it's not a big deal.
A very cute hat is underway. It is going to be knit straight up, then I'm going to kitchener stitch the top closed without decreasing and sew pompoms to the corners.
Because six month olds can totally pull off looks that adults can't.
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