I’m making a Pepita for my mommy-to-be. She’s due in the summer but her baby shower is coming up on me FAST which makes baby-knitting this week’s priority.
It’s a sweet little freebie of a pattern and when its finished it should look like this:
Adorable right? I think so too. You know who else can’t help but tell me how cute this is? Nearly every guy who sees me knitting it.
This is a good travel project. Its small and its a lot of plain knitting in the round so I take it with me. People see me, see what I’m knitting, and they usually tell me how sweet it is. But the ones who gush are not the mommies and grandmommies. It’s the guys, especially the blue-collar-I–get-dirty-for-a-living guys.
Case in point, I know this guy. He is a dad, a hard working dad. Normally when I talk to him, he just makes gorilla noises. He grunts for hello, he hums to shows that he agrees, he snorts to show that he disagrees, and he growls when he doesn’t have time for conversation. You know the type, right? That Guy.
When That Guy saw me with baby knitting, he stopped. He picked it up. He asked me what I was making and then told me how much he liked it. We had an actual conversation with complete sentences and everything. That Guy could not resist the baby stuff.
To further argue my point (that guys love baby knitting) I offer the time I went for a burger with a half-made baby mitten. This was back in January.
While I waited for the Whataburger people to cook my food and toss into a bag, three different guys came up to
1) ask what I was working on, and
2) tell me I was awesome. They didn’t use those exact words but that was the gist of it. Me knitting a baby thing was the best thing they had seen all day.
Guys are big mushes about babies. The tougher the guy, the bigger the mush. If you ever need to get a tough guy’s attention, start making a baby sock. He won’t be able to resist talking to you.