In the last couple of
years – I have spent hours and weeks making a number of baby blankets for
various grandchildren. Recently, I made a replacement blanket for my youngest
grandson, who besides loving his blanket has been slowly pulling the yarn from
it. His blanket is sort of an aphrodisiac or drug for him, where he holds it to
his nose, or sucks on it, or tries to pull the yarn with his teeth. Like,
Linus, he can be seen pulling his blanket behind him. Now he has two of the same
blankets – same pattern and same color, to destroy.
Now, I am heading to
the yarn store and purchasing more baby yarn. My 21st grandchild, a
boy, will be making his appearance in May. This grandson will make the 6th
Gauntner grandson vs. 15 granddaughters!
I love my
grandchildren. I love to knit. I also doubt that this will be the last
grandchild or the last blanket that I knit!
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