A member of our library knitting circle, Mary Catherine, died about a year ago. She was a real firecracker-- a great.-grandma who was always knitting for the babies in her life, and always dragging people to the circle, enabling them with yarn.
So, I asked the ladies to knit or crochet 8" squares in pastel colors. The crocheter did a great job. I knit two different swatches from some of Barbara Walker's books. But, obviously, no one had a measuring tape real handy. In fact, I sincerely doubt the crafting abilities of their teacher, and muttered as much as I crocheted it together using horrible, splity acrylic yarn.
I really hate acrylic yarn. I was cursing it under my breath, and yet, I know it has its usefulness in life. I wouldn't gift a wool blanket to an unknown person in a baby unit. The kiddo can spit up and poop on this thing to his or her heart's content. I just better not ever see it in a garage sale.
So, that was two days ago. Yesterday, I took it to our local hospital and gifted it. Then, went on to finish Mr. Chomoper Pants for a friend's baby boy. So glad to be done with this, as well. I think the jean material for little kids is so cute!