Please join me in welcoming small Woodie to the world of hand knits.
My first grandniece dutifully models the teeny cardigan she got from Great-Aunt Ann.
To be clear: while I would like to claim that her proximity to a cotton sweater would bring on this sort of unbridled joy, the fact is that this is possibly the happiest baby in the world. She’s like this pretty much all the time. And she sleeps. She is brilliant!