A couple of winters ago, I got hooked on knitting. When I was little my nan used to knit us our school jumpers and she taught me back then, but after a gap of over 20 years, I had kind of lost the knack… It all started in cold Toronto when we spent evenings in our basement flat with not a lot to do (note, it was around this time that I got pregnant, see what happens when you move to a new country where you don’t know anyone!) We found a lovely knitting shop on Queen West and I purchased some chunky wool, some even chunkier needles and set to work on a scarf for my beloved.
Now, I know there are lots of interesting things you can knit, but as a newby a scarf is easy as it is basically just a straight line. You can’t see it fully here, but it was teal, chocolate and burnt orange and he loved it!
My mother is a good knitter and has made Noah all sorts of cute things. I don’t think there is anything cuter than a podgy baby all wrapped up in knits. My friend in Norway sends me packs of hand-me-downs every few months or so and I have been waiting for Noah to grow so he can fit some knitted trousers pretty similar to these bad boys.