Phoebe was thrilled. She wore her new red socks, fresh off my knitting needles, and sat down for a good play with her doctor kit. I used the same pattern as before, with thrift-store red wool.
Flushed with success, Genevieve made a more ambitious cardboard structure, a boat of sorts, for her little cousin. I am afraid it may have gotten smashed in the presents' melee at my parents' house, but no one seemed upset.