When she saw the sweater in its nearly complete form, my mother immediately made me feel bad by expressing her disdain for the color. "Couldn't you have chosen something more cheerful," she asked. Huh. Well it was too late, and I hadn't and the sweater was almost done. So I finished it. Sort of. I never got around to actually weaving in any of the ends until recently and I never sewed on any buttons.
Now it's fall and it's cool and I'm knitting the same sweater in a different color for my brother-in-law's baby-to-be. It's going pretty quickly and I'm making far fewer mistakes than I made the first time I attempted the pattern and I'm pretty pleased with myself so far. So pleased that I decided enough was enough and it was time to sew the buttons on my Fiendling's sweater. He's worn it the past two days and I love it, even though it's not a cheerful color. '
a closeup of my handsome boy in his sweater. note the monkey button. so cute
the sweater in action
