I told my heavily pregnant daughter for two weeks that she would 'pop soon'. And on the 12 October she finally did, giving birth to a very healthy 10lb boy named Iggy. It's a very cute name and you do get used to it. However if my father was alive, he would be calling him George or Tom or something very plain. I have two great nephews, Dante and Phoenix whom Dad nicknamed Bill and Fred.
Iggy Daniel Morris, after his crazy Uncle Daniel!
No I didn't knit him anything or make him any quilts but I'm sure his time will come for his own quilt. However I did buy him a cute stripy cardy from my favourite shop for people who don't knit! - Purple Patch.
One week old.
One day old.
One month old.
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