How grateful I am for this somewhat familiar sight - for the man of mine who doesn't mind driving so that I can knit. And for the moments then spent - with five children strapped to their seats (but, really), and my hands free to knit. It makes the hour drive to see family not bad at all, and really rather wonderful.
My Annabel got in the car with pants and slippers on underneath her dress, but by the time we arrived at Grammie and Grampie's house, her second sock was finished and on her precious little toes. Socks to match her sweater, naturally.
It's not for lack of effort, but for whatever reason I'm just not really much of a sock knitter at all. They're not my favorite thing to knit. But baby socks...and baby socks in sport weight yarn to boot? That's hardly sock knitting at all by my standards. I followed what I think is the only sock pattern I've ever used - Classic Socks for the Whole Family by Yankee Knitter Designs (a multi-sized pattern in three yarn weights). The yarn is Sundara Sport, in leftover bits from her sweater. They knit up, quite truly, in a day. In between (heavily) feeding seven people and (sort of) cleaning the house and (not really) doing the laundry. (Priorities, you know?)
Annabel would very much like to show you her belly button (it's her very favorite body part at the moment, and should you happen to be within a two-room radius, she'll ask to see yours too)....but I, you know, would like to show you her socks. (She was kind to oblige.)
And here she would like to point out the silliness of the photographs on the wall, namely those of her Mama and three sisters in matching outfits for family photos year after year. To which I say, "See, baby girl? Knitting a pair of socks to match your sweater is nothing. You have no idea what mamas are capable of."
(Because we love them so, of course.)
