Goodness, when one knits tiny little baby things, they do fly off the needles, don't they? This week's finished knit is a wee pebble vest, for a special little boy soon to arrive. It's a favorite baby knit of mine - I made one for Harper when he was just a tiny little thing, another in worsted for his larger self, and eventually in a bulky that he's just now outgrowing (you can see them all right here). It's just as lovely on the little ladies, I think - Annabel loved hers. In this smallest size (DK weight), it fits for only a short, short while. But goodness, a little knit vest on the tiniest of babies? It's heart-melty stuff, I tell you.
June 2011
(See? I had no intention of using that photograph in today's post, but just the mention (to myself) of that vest sent me back deep into the photo archives of last year to take a trip down mama memory lane. The heartstrings were pulled and I had to instantly go squeeze up my little baby girl...and her biggest brother. And well, this is how one ends up completing a blog post at 9am instead of the intended 7am. Life, love and knitting get in the way sometimes.)
Moving right along. This is not for one of my babies but for a friend who will soon have her first. I don't often knit for those outside of my own small people world. Partially because I know that most of us today aren't used to caring for wool (and no matter how much I try to love it, I just don't dig knitting with cotton). Sometimes, to make it a little easier on the washing (hello, my sweet sisters), I'll use a superwash wool. But if the recipient is at all inclined in the knitterly way, I go for it with the real wool, including a little note with fiber content, some extra yarn, washing instructions and even a small sample size of wool wash (I really like Eucalan). Because really, washing woolens is no big thing (I promise - and I even wrote about it once here). This particular vest is knit in The Fibre Company's Acadia - a soft and tweedy mohair, silk and alpaca blend.
I am hopeful that knitting this little one a handknit ensures me visiting and snuggling up rights. Knitting a vest is a small and happy price I'll pay for a sweet baby kiss.
