Spitting Yarn

I have just moved into the long talked about Project.  I am recovering from food poisoning in a house with no internal doors – even on the loos.  I am trying to keep my 9 month old to the tiny bit of routine we have which keeps him sane, despite having builders in the house every day, all day.  I am desperately failing to unpack, mainly because the builders have not relinquished one of our rooms yet.  And Christmas?  Yes, well.  Christmas.  As I was saying, unmitigated chaos.

BUT.  We’re in!  It’s still somewhat of a building site, but a wonderful home, nonetheless.  I’ll post some pictures when I get the chance.

Before we moved, I managed to do my first real bit of knitting since the little man was born.

The Baby Sophisticate cardi (found on Ravelry).  It took several goes, because it is very undersized as written and only just fits him despite extensive sizing mods.  I love the finished article, though.  Grandpa chic!

Hasn’t my boy grown?  He is pulling up to standing and saying “Ra! Ra! Ra!” a lot.  If he’s desperate, he can drag himself along the floor like a beached baby seal, but I think he’ll be walking before he crawls properly.  I walked at 10 months, I think, so I had better brace myself!