Waaaaaay back in 2009, I finally learned how to crochet. I made a hat for Mr SBC, and my FIL loved it and asked if I’d make him one. I think these hats were my third and fourth crochet projects respectively. They were very early attempts when I did not understand gauge, using the proper hook size (I remember using an H hook for the pattern when I believe a J or K hook was called for because the H hook was pink and my favorite color ), and yarn weight.
I took my FIL to the store and he picked out a red he really liked, and I made his hat. It never fit quite right, but he would never let me make him a new hat. He loved that beanie I made him.
This year he finally wore that hat to death. It has a hole and is unraveling. He sounded so sad about it on the phone tonight. So what did I do? I whipped up a hat for him! I think I’ll make one more that’s a little more plain for him (or maybe add his radio call sign!) and send both. But here’s the one I made tonight:
How awesome the first one you made was worn to the point of unraveling! That’s a yarn-worthy person, right there. Love the replacement hat. Great texture in the variety of stitches.
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