He’s bald and he’d recently had the flu and it’s been as low as 29F at night and he was freezing.
Last week I gave him all five hats and he immediately offered his friend next to him his choice of one. As I had hoped.
Yesterday he confessed that he was down to one, because various friends had liked this one or that one so much so of course they had to have something made with love like that. His eyes pleaded with me to understand, but believe me, I did. I told him, That’s what they’re for!
Not to mention, it’s not like I’m running out of yarn.
I could just picture randomly running into some stranger, recognizing what’s on their head, and going, Oh! You’re I.’s friend! Cool!
(And the potential, ??? Who are you???)