We rode our bikes to the shops, checked the PO box for mail and there was a much anticipated parcel from Oma. Toby held onto it all the way home while sitting in his bike seat since the parcel didn’t fit in Nathan’s backpack. We weren’t even in the door before the parcel was ripped into and Nathan pulled out his new jumper….except, just like the beanie I had knitted him, I knew from one look it would be too small. Nathan tried it on anyway, just to make sure. Lesson learned: fitting measurements are difficult to sort out over the phone.
The verdict was that Toby scored himself a new jumper.
Nathan now has a beanie that fits him, and Oma has started on a Nathan sized jumper.
Everyone was happy. Well, probably except Oma who now has to knit a second jumper when she had anticipated just one. 🙂