Is there a 12 step program for this addiction?
Tiny Santa says, “Please don’t stop yet. I need arms and a beard. I am a mere tadpole Santa still.”
Tomorrow, my friend. Tomorrow.
So much knitting gets accomplished on vacation. I found a darning needle in my “emergency knitting kit” in my carry on – yeah that’s a real thing in my life – so was able to remove the double pointed needles out of hat #1 for the younger cousin. I then knit a bigger hat for the second older cousin. Somehow I lost the picture of the second hat, but it was the same colors, slightly bigger with a different stripe pattern. Can you picture it?
With the baby hats out of the way, I moved onto my finger cramping knitting. I love making tiny Mochimochi Land toys when traveling. Nothing says “road trip” to me more than this image:
Tiny needles and yarn? Sign me up. Since Christmas is coming I brought along my kit to make tiny Santas. I messed up the leg to body interface the first time but turned out a respectable tiny Santa the second try. His name is Verona Tinypants.
Thankfully my aunt-in-law had a needle in her sewing kit smaller than my giant emergency darning needle so I could finish weaving in his octopus arms. In case you are wondering about the gorgeous fluffy base in the featured image, Verona is on the cat-in-law, Mr. Belding. Such a sweet guy!
One more day of vacation left and I’ve knit all the projects I brought, except the other tiny Santa – the kit makes two. We’ll see if my hands are recovered enough to make one more tomorrow. His name would be Kaukauna Tinypants.
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