When my daughter was a toddler she got a Cabbage Patch doll who she very creatively named Baby. This is a picture of Baby today:
The first thing you will probably notice is that Baby’s skin has not aged well. She has more dark spots than I do and is in dire need of a dermatologist. But that’s not what this story is about.
The second thing that you might notice about Baby is that she has no pants. Just some bloomers. She came with some leggings that matched her sweater. And because Baby lost her pants this becomes a knitting-related story.
For a while Baby went everywhere with us; nap, car, shopping, you name it. One day we were in Macy’s. My daughter was in her stroller with Baby while I was looking at clothes. Now, my kids were never very patient in the stroller. They were always fidgety and squirmy. And throwing things overboard was a great source of amusement to them. Toys, bottles, shoes and socks regularly got tossed out of the stroller. Well, this time Baby’s pants got the heave-ho. I didn’t realize that they were missing until after we left the store. We went back to look but they were nowhere to be found. Somehow the Macy’s children’s department had swallowed up a pair of doll-sized peach colored leggings.
Jumping ahead a few months, I was in a local yarn store (which has long since closed). I wanted to knit a sweater for my daughter. I think I was mad at Macy’s and didn’t want to go back there. I asked the nice woman at the LYS to help me pick out a pattern and yarn. She patiently asked me a few questions. And when she found out that it had been years since I had picked up my needles and never attempted anything more complicated than a scarf, she tactfully suggested that I practice a bit first. She found a skein of peach colored yarn on sale and helped me pick the right sized needles. My practice swatch turned into this:
It was a perfect Cabbage Patch sized blanket. No more cold knees for Baby. And now, almost 30 years later, it’s still keeping her warm.