Many of you have emailed me privately to ask why, WHY, after my many and varied protestations, I totally caved and joined Facebook yesterday. The reason is too embarrassing and mundane to go into detail about here; suffice to say that it involved a good-looking woman who isn't my spouse and a German existentialist fable.
While I may have gone over to the dark side, it's important to remember that innocence and purity still exist in the world.
Oh my holy Jesus. This baby is KILLING me softly with his hat. Killing me softly - with his hat, telling my whole life - with his hippo jumper. It's the kind of picture that makes me think about having babies. Thank goodness I read this right after seeing the photo. Whew! Reproduction averted.
Many thanks to my cousin Jero for the gorgeous soft blue Baby Ull yarn, which she gave me as a wedding gift. And many thanks to the baby's parents, who let me post their gorgeous son's picture on my blog for knit bragging purposes.
Where did I first see this photo? Yeah . . . Facebook. I'm not proud of it, but there it is.