Knit Happens*

While I did not achieve my goal of four custom-designed, hand-knit Christmas stockings by the time Santa arrived, I have finished one of them....just in time for the Rose Bowl. Harry is the first recipient, followed next year, I pray, by a stocking for Charlotte and Paul. They'll all be argyle, with different colors (Charlotte's will incorporate hues of purple and pink..so original for a girl, I know, but the yarn spoke to me).

I also (to my feeble credit) whipped up a new hat for Harry -- to make up for the stocking debacle. It's a copy of the hat I made him a year ago (being modeled by Baby Charlotte). Little bugger's head grew. Now I'm making a matching hat for Paul and another one for Paba. Damn these Barneses and their huge heads. They have promised to model them when we visit in February.

*This blogpost headline brought to you, in part, by my dear friend Kristine, who opened the store "Knit Happens" in Old Town Alexandria years back. I still recall her going before a perturbed City Council committee to defend the store's name...she is such a brilliant B-S artist...and somehow convinced a room full of dubious listeners that Knit Happens was not a play on an uncouth expression, no...it's "a feeling......something magical that happens when knitters come together to make...fiber." Ha.