On Wednesday, Z rolled over for the first time, and I sold several copies of Cradle Convertible Mitts. Considering that on a normal day, I consider getting the laundry done cause for celebration, I was practically setting off fireworks.
And between calls to my husband ("HON! She rolled over!") and my mother ("MOM! I sold one!") I did what anyone in the giddy excitement of having sold their first pattern would do:
Cast on for a new one.
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