the hat in progress I am pretty granola in the parenting department - in my house we breastfeed, babywear, cosleep, and are committed to the attachment parenting philosophy. So imagine my horror when, last night, I found myself seriously considering asking my husband to give our daughter a bottle of expressed milk so that I couldkeepknitting. Normally, I hate giving my child a bottle - I prefer to nurse her, unless I'm taking a much-needed nap-cation or trapped under something heavy. Bottles are for extenuating circumstances. But there I sat, furiously working on the hat and making good progress, when darling kiddo decides it's time for a nurse-a-thon. Two hours later, she's still latched on and I am about to break into a sweat as I sit there and stare at the hat. I'm so puffed up by my success thus far (many dropped stitches successfully rescued, two whole rows ripped back without so much as twisting a stitch) that I feel half-crazed at the thought of having to take a break. So what do I do while sitting there, maddeningly idle? I formulate an insane plan (which almost surely exceeds my current skill set) to substitute the plain-crown finish in the pattern I'm using for one with a cute little topknot that looks something like a stem on a gourd. I tend to agree with the people (and there are apparently a lot of them, at least in the design world) who think that baby headgear is substantially improved by the addition of ears, tassels, little elfin tendrils, and the like. I'm modifying the pattern as we speak, so stay tuned and wish me luck. I really don't need a WIP disaster with Xmas at t-minus four days and counting, especially if I'm going to keep the bottles at bay.
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