While looking for something else in a drawer, I came across this outfit and it set me remembering.
I know it’s hard to believe, (I’m having a hard time believing it myself) but I used to be a compulsive knitter. I knitted sweaters for myself, for my husband, for my daughter. I even liked knitting complicated patterns. I knitted the hat, the vest and the pants for my daughter Julie while I was pregnant. And when she was born, it was much too big, and I had to wait a couple of months before she could actually wear it. There was also a pair of booties that my mother-in-law knitted, as for some reason, I never managed to learn how to knit booties.
I had chosen the colour red because it reminded me of a doll I had when I was little. My grandmother Léa had knitted a red and white outfit for that doll with leftover wool and I always thought that when I had a baby, (s)he’d have a red outfit.
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