I'm nearing the end of another large-ish project. It makes me both happy and sad that the end is near. I love seeing the end result, and there are certainly times when the process feels onerous, but for the most part, it's sad to leave a project like this one.
My youngest daughter has had the most amazing growth spurts this fall and winter. Over the summer, when I started knitting longies for this winter, she had a 9" inseam. By September, she'd pushed into a 10" inseam. By December, her 10" longies were high-waters. Ugh. I couldn't believe she'd grown through everything that I knit her in the past 6 months.
I debated whether or not to even bother with another round of longies this close to her second birthday. Afterall, didn't her sister potty-train by 22 months? Well, we're at 23 months now and no sign of potty training is on the horizon. She's going to be a few more months, I think. BUT just to make sure I didn't knit for naught, I planned this pair to be smaller in the can and longer in the legs. I figure she can still wear them next fall, after she's out of diapers. I hope.
So I hauled out my precious cestari scraps and went to work. Maybe they aren't that precious, but I don't have too many as I haven't done a lot of cestari projects. They're perfect for a toddler as they hold up to some abuse and don't pill much.
Without further ado, here they are, with the buttons that I sculpted for them this afternoon. I plan to fold them up and use the buttons to hold them there this winter. Afterall, a 12.5" inseam ought to be too long for all of this winter