My daughter, Amy, loaned me one of her knitting books. It is called the wonderful Wallaby. I made a sweater for myself. I had wild ambitions of making one for everyone with different families having different colors. I thought I would start out with Hubby and myself. That was a good thing because I made a lot of mistakes that I hopefully won't make on the others. Mary suggested that the knitting daughters could make the sweaters for their families and that would cut down dramatically on the project. I will have to bring that up with them. Here is my Wallaby.
I also finished some summer clothes for Kameren. She is six years old now and I know the day will come when she won't want to wear things Grandma made. I am sure they will seem old-fashioned. I hope her mother will not be afraid to tell me when that time comes.