Monday, August 23, 2021

The Hat Meant for Felix fits a Doll.

 My excuse is that I have never seen Felix in person. In my mind he was not far from newborn, but he is actually five months old. I was going to be having lunch with his grandmother, so I took three very small hats. The dear lady never remarked on how small the hats seemed, chose a blue-white made in that weird pattern that fortunately is very stretchy. After she got home, she sent me a picture -- hat barely covers his cranium -- but what a smile he has! I replied that the too-small hat won't see him through the winter.

I was working on a hat that would have been a much better fit, but, alas, I let the privisional stitches get out of control. I'm contemplating ripping every thing out and starting over. Drat!