Ben is three-years-old today. What a blessing to spend the whole day with him.
He’s wearing the “bobby” sweater I made for Sam (his older brother) in the last few months of carrying him. Funny memories it brings back. I used to get everything that I had to do while standing (ie. housework) done, and then take my knitting project outside to work while sitting in a lawn chair, watching the older kids playing in the driveway on the hill in Chaska, Minnesota. I believe it was the first sweater I made, one piece at a time.