Yesterday, I knit a baby bootie.
Then I was like... "Brenna. You just knit a baby bootie."
And then I felt like my own great-grandmother. Not that she was known for knitting baby booties. (I don't know if any of my great-grandmothers were known for anything, actually.) But, seriously? Baby booties? Afghans and scarves are one thing - knitting those can be kinda-sorta cool. I don't know about baby booties, though.
But it is so cute!! And one baby bootie will do no one any good.
Incidentally, let's start a rumor that my great-grandmother was known for caber tossing.
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