Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Wanna see more knitting?

I must confess I have an illness, and a new addiction. It consumes me, and I can't help myself. Wanna see it? Promise not to mock me? Or go ahead and mock me. Whichever. I feel no shame. Still wanna see my new crack? C'mon, I know you do.



Tiny baby pants.

They're my downfall. I simply can not resist them. Who can? They're just so cute, and tiny. And quick to knit. Sweet Pea's coming home pants were simply my favorite item in her wardrobe. They got softer every time I washed them. They looked good despite weekly (and occasionally bi-weekly) washings. They were endlessly wearable, growing with her from pants in the winter to capris for spring, summer and fall. A baby item that saw an entire year of wearing. You can't beat that! Every time I put them on her I was reminded of the sweet newborn she was and how big she had grown. And something about those soft hand knit pants transformed her into the cuddliest baby on the planet.

I know, I know. You're thinking the stress of it all has finally gotten to me. I've cracked. In my sleep-deprived, stressed-out, zombie state of being I have finally gone over the edge. Haven't I already shown you these adorable teeny-orange pants? Don't you recall seeing them here.

Why no, let me assure you that I am not confused. Nor am I suffering from four child dementia. No. I have in fact shown you tiny orange baby pants, but I have not shown you THESE tiny orange baby pants. I loved those silly pants so much I could not resist creating tiny pants 2.0. See.


What a difference a year makes. I'm always a little startled when I see the two pants side by side. My baby's gotten so big! *sob* I knit these over the summer, and I can not express to you how excited I was when the weather finally dipped below ninety and justified the wearing of pants once more. Into the pants went the baby, and out into public went the pants, just to show off the sweetness.


Don't you just want to scoop her up and cuddle her? I can't resist. Witness the crazyness these pants instill in me. Just looking at the photo makes me want to race upstairs and wake her from her crib simply so I can cuddle her and rock her back to sleep. I will resist the urge. But only because I know she is not actually wearing the pants right now. I would wake her only to be disappointed in her non-cuddly attire, thusly disappointed I would lose my urge to rock the baby, and then I would have a VERY crabby baby on my hands. So while tempted, I shall resist.

Baring any crazy mutant growing spurts (which I wouldn't put past Sweet Pea, she does live to complicate my life), she should be able to wear these pants most of the winter, reviving them in the spring as capris, just like last year. Another year of cuddling hand knit pants. Does it get any better than that?


(and for those who care, the pattern was Pimp My Longies. I modified them to add the picot detail like the original pants. I think I used 4 skeins of Knitpicks Shine, but I wouldn't swear to it in a court of law, it's been too long since I've knit them to be sure. I loved the pattern, and will probably knit it again...soon...)


Bezzie said...

I don't blame you! This is also the only time in a woman's life where she's going to look good in knitted pants! ;-)

marit said...

Ooohhh, she is adorable!

Misty said...

You make me wish I could knit.

Jennynz said...

They are very cute! I love the picot hem :)