Some knitting, some laughing

I followed String Bean's pattern and I don't know what I did wrong but the baby hat looked much too long. I was going to send it anyway but then decided that I couldn't do it. So I frogged a couple of inches and changed the decreasing so it wouldn't taper as much. It will get washed tonight, blocked and then it is ready for sending. Maybe I'll get ambitious and try to make another one (maybe preemie sized) so I can use the rest of the Microspun.




My Denise needle set is included for scale. I think it is pretty cute. However, what is most important is that some little baby will have a soft, handmade hat its first few days in this world and I hope that will bring him/her some comfort.

On a completely different topic, there was a "cold" front here earlier in the week. By "cold" I mean that it dropped into the 50's at night and was still cool first thing in the morning. Personally, I like that weather. However, it is apparently too cold for the poor little, thin-skinned Cam. His teeth were chattering the other morning when we let the dogs out. I threw the ball to get him running so he was warm for all of 5 minutes. As soon as he had been standing around a little while, the teeth started chattering again. It was so sad. So that night when it was going to be cold, I was looking for something to keep him warm. (If he were a kid, he would demand that I delete these pictures and promise to never mention it again.)




(He looks a little like an alien, doesn't he?

I was laughing so hard when he trotted down the hall that there were tears streaming down my face. The old flannel pjs kept him warm but they did get in the way. Apparently, he got tangled up in them in the middle of the night and woke me up with a squeal. He managed to get himself untangled but obviously this is not a good solution. The following night I woke up to hear him pawing at his dog bed. When I woke up the next morning, I realized that he had moved the bed about 1.5 feet away from its normal place near the sliding glass doors. I guess the draft from the doors was more than he could take. I think we will need to find something to help keep him warm once the real winter weather hits. Although I could probably knit him something, I'm leaning towards putting my new steeking skills to use and morphing a sweater from the second-hand shop into a lovely, perhaps slightly felted covering for Cam.