This sweet little dreamy boy of mine has a bit of trouble keeping tabs on things. Crumpled up dollar bills fall out of his pockets, scissors are always under his pillow, and mama's hand knit hats go missing. A lot. And so you can understand why I might opt for the bulkiest of yarns possible for his hats. Because when a hat cat be knit up in one long car drive (such as the case with this one), or one short movie-viewing, well...it's a little bit easier to shrug my shoulders and utter a "c'est la vie!" (and really mean it) when it inevitably disappears.
This week my three (big) boys head off to the slopes for the start of their ski season. I sent Ezra off with his new hat - it's just like the one I made for his brother last year. The Elf Hat from Handknit Holidays, knit in Cascade Yarn's Magnum - good stuff (Calvin says it's his warmest hat). Oh, and yes, they wear helmets when actually skiing. The hat's nearby for those moments in the day sans helmet. It's an apres-ski hat, I suppose.
I hope it sticks around for a little while, at least. And if it doesn't...well, there's always more knitting that can be done, right?
But goggles. I can't make those. Which is why I am glad he decided to write his name on the (front!) of them. Ahem. In case they go wandering, they might just find their way back to a boy named Ezra. Though, what with the way those goggles are worn to dinner, bed, and more...I think there's a pretty good chance of them staying put on the proper lad.
Oh, my sweet, sweet boy. He never fails to make me smile.
