Let Down Your Long Hair
I finally finished the hair on one of my New Year's babies. The delay in completing him was due to many reasons: forgetting to order the mohair from Australia, waiting for the order to arrive, staring at the yarn next to my bald baby for the longest time. But now he is done. Over the past months, I have grown to understand that he is meant for a special little boy we know, whom we hope to visit in person this July.
Here is a better look at the hair in question. Doesn't the boucle add lovely texture and character?
I promise I will not repeat this shot when I have a live baby as a subject. On second thought, I really shouldn't promise anything at all.
Chris saw the baby a few weeks ago with his hair half finished and hanging down, and immediately named him Rapunzel. But that is not right. Not right at all. I have stared at him for a while now, trying to figure out his true name. But maybe it is not up to me, or Chris, to name him. Perhaps that job is for his friend to be. Welcome to the family, baby with no name.