I had mentioned to Ilse a couple weeks before Christmas that Elisabeth would be getting a tiny wooden pig mama with three itsy-bitsy piglets in her Christmas stocking, and I wanted to knit these pigs for James's stocking if I had time in my secret crafting sessions (after the dolls, you know). Ilse was jokingly "pressuring" me to finish them, so I thought she'd want to see that I ended up making these two on Christmas eve. I wanted to do three piglets, but just ran out of time. Letting go is a life lesson for the crafty mama, I think. Or the crafty gift-giver in general, right?

uncommon grace