Elizabeth Anne

Isn't she just the sweetest, cutest, most beautiful baby ever?


Elizabeth responds:

So this lady shows up. My sisters call her "Gran." My brother calls her "Dan." WhatEVER.

Anyhow, she sees me, plunks this hat on me, and says stuff like, "Oh, I just want to kiss her, and cuddle her, and hug her." Get in line, Lady. Get in line.

Then there are flashes of light in my face. And more flashes. Honest to doG, doesn't she know I am trying to sleep?

And she just goes on with things like "She's just the sweetest, cutest, most beautiful baby ever." Well, duh. I've been hearing that stuff as long as I can remember. Go bother my brother and sisters. Take a hike.

And she did. Take a hike that is. With me. And it rained. ON me. Well, that was fun. NOT.

But my mother took Gran, Dan, whoever, to someplace called the"airport" and now she's gone.

About time, I say. Enough is enough. Get a life, lady.

Elizabeth A. and Elizabeth Z.

I am back from Texas where I spent a week helping older daughter (spoiling grandchildren to the best of my ability) with her new baby, who was born five weeks early. She is beautiful and sturdy...and a good thing too, with three older siblings to deal with!

I had bought the pattern for Elizabeth Zimmermann's Baby Surprise Jacket a month or so ago, in anticipation of making it for new baby. But new baby was early, so I made it while I was in Austin. I have been knitting for a long time, but apparently not long enough for me to understand the directions for this jacket. It doesn't resemble anything while it's being worked up, and the instructions include such things as "See what you are doing?" (No, I do NOT) and "Hope you are still with me" (Nope). So I called a knit-night friend in Atlanta who had recently made the jacket. She agreed that the directions are vague and helped me through some of the tough parts. The jacket is finished, but I'm sure that a purist would find many irregularities in it.

The whole jacket is knit in one piece and this is what the finished knitting looks like:

This is it all sewn up and with the buttons attached.
And as tiny as the jacket is (I forgot to measure the finished project, but it's knit in sock yarn, and take my word for it, it's tiny), it's not tiny at all when compared with 4 pound, 12 ounce Elizabeth!
But not to worry. Elizabeth eats like a champ, and she'll grow into the jacket in no time!