Can I just say how glad I am that this boy of mine, who has waited for months, now has a mama made hat on his head? I truly had tears and laughs as I first knit a hat that was even too big for his father. Then, I knit a hat that -barely- fit his little 2 year old brother.
He has been waiting ever so patiently since last July, when I promised him I would try to knit a winter hat for him. Six months was a long wait for him. However, I did keep my promise.
The pattern was found on purl soho, which is full of inspiration and ideas for sewing, knitting and crocheting.
As the needles weave back and forth, back and forth~I find my thoughts turning to the one I am making this item for. I smiled with the thoughts of the outdoor adventures my boy is sure to have in this hat.
But, I also prayed for him as I made this hat. I prayed whatever thoughts came to mind.
I prayed for all manner of things.
That he would be a good example as a big brother to two little siblings; that he would be thoughtful in word and deed; that he would really learn from his father (who I must say is such an example of this), what it means to be a real man in this world.
More than anything, I pray for him to say "yes", without hesitation, to whatever God asks of Him. An exuberant, ready-to-work kind of yes.
And, when he asks me for another knitted item? A scarf to possibly match his hat?
Weather that we "hoped" would be below the freezing mark, encouraged the making of this with my Katie. She loves to touch anything and everything, so hands on projects like this suit her well. I saved a bit of the greenery from our Christmas tree, as I've had this in mind for a week or so.
There really were very few berries to be found, but I think we did claim enough to make it stand out a little. And, Katie getting to use a knife, (even if it was a butterknife!)~ well, let's say that makes her feel very grown up.
Of course, getting a taste of the juicy oranges really was a treat. We stopped for a snack mid-project. Even a few of the other children had to beg for some orange from us, as they really were perfect.
Of course, after we hung it on the branch when it was all done, the sun was shining brightly.
Drip-drip. Uh, oh.
Yes, the beauty was gone in a matter of a couple of hours.
The memory of our time together, will last for always.
My inspiration for this craft, was found in this wonderful book by Amanda Blake Soule.