I started making some stockings out of a mohair sweater I found at the mall–not in a shop. It was abandoned in the bathroom. Am I a bad person for not giving it to lost-and-found? We can figure that out later. Anyways, I wasn’t thrilled with how the first stocking turned out, so I went to a thrift store in town and found a great kinda-teal-green tweed jacket…
And an “am Greatesten” (as the Germans would kinda say) tweed vest and matching bow tie for Peanut-Butter-Breath (Sorry about the poor quality of the picture. I’ve yet to master the art of taking photos of moving babies).
And Israel finally got everything he ever wanted for Christmas.