Le Cloche

Perhaps I should have warned you that after I found that cute cloche pattern, I would become an obsessed woman. Although, if you know me, you should have already guessed it.

Last week I went on the hunt for the perfect brown, cotton yarn.

I almost didn't find it. (Michaels was a bust. I actually found this cotton yarn at Wal-Mart.)

I couldn't wait to get started.

Or finished.

So I finished the hat in almost one sitting.

Minus kids' baths, family scripture reading, family prayers, finishing the dishes, washing the eggs, etc.

And I was so pleased that I made one for her to wear to church.

I'd prefer that it would be pink to match her coat lining, but I could not find a pink I liked enough. For her. Or for me.

But I found (in my stash) a pink for a friend's baby. While I'm not in love with the self-striping yarn, I do like the way this hat, excuse me, cloche, turned out. (I made this one while the men-folk in the house watched the Super Bowl last night.)