SoOoOO Fricken' Cute

Babies...what is it about them that can suddenly make your very content womb feel sullen and empty? The fluffy cheeks. the chubby toes, the giggles, the smell, that look on their face when they figure something out for the very first time. Or is it the way you fall completely in love the moment they are placed in your arms and realize there is nothing you wouldn't do, no one you wouldn't kill ( j/k, well maybe) for them.

You would think that based on the above paragraph that I have quite the brood. Alas, I do not. Not even one. Not even a twinkle in the sky. I do however have a niece (2yrs) who is my absolute joy in life. Maybe I can get her to sit still for a minute this week and have her pose for you all.

On to the knitting and what spurred my biological clock to start clanging, not that I have even neared the 30 yr mark yet, but its clanging determinedly. My sister will be attending a baby shower this weekend for a friend of hers and as I am the resident knitter in the house the booties fell to me. I used Christine's Baby Bootie pattern and some yarn that I had dyed myself in purples and blues, size 2 needles, etc. As the lucky woman is having a girl I stayed away from pink. There is nothing worse than women who only dress their female offspring in pink a majority of the time. I mean its cute for a while but lets be serious people there is nothing wrong with a little girl wearing blue or green or red.

Anywho one bootie, down another one to go