Good Enough--It's the new Perfect!

One blog I enjoy reading is French Press Knits, written by the girl who created the pattern for those amazing felted slippers that I made and then bragged about. We were pregnant at the same time and she had her (adorable) baby a week before I had mine.

Only, I think she might possibly have super powers, since she seems to have spent the time since the birth of her child whipping up these tiny, precious knitted things for her baby to wear. I have not done as well with the knitting. None of Voldy's projects are finished. The one thing I did complete (remember the hat?) I misplaced during the move so he never got to wear it. This was awesome of me. My mom, at my urging, brought me the yarn to make something for her that should be very simple and easy and fast. In 3 weeks I've gotten as far as the gauge swatch and that's it. It taunts me from where it lives on the living room floor, next to the couch. I don't know how this woman does it. It's not like I even have a difficult baby, but the most I can generally get done in a day is a shower. Possibly with a teeth-brushing if I remember.

I decided, though, that it was time to do a photoshoot, unfinished objects be darned. (Heh. Darned. Just realized what I did there.) So I grabbed the baby sweater I made for my nephew Hudson (now on loan from same) and stuffed my little guy into it. It's kind of a belly shirt on him and his 11-pound-ness, but he still looked precious.

Except I didn't time it well, and as soon as I got out the camera he started fussing. Which is why the sequence of photos goes like this:

Cranky face
Face with Pacifier in it
Pacifier Face with Drooping Lids
Asleep

But behold--still precious and darling. In something I knitted. So there you have it.

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