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Most people are walking in their sleep; turn them around, start them in the opposite direction, and they wouldn’t even know the difference.


This is one of those "sleeping baby" things that you've probably heard about. Take a good look, it doesn't last very long right at the moment...

And yes, Jen knitted that cardigan. If I'm not mistaken, it is a mix of cotton and (would you believe it) bamboo.
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Dina said…
Ohh, Sweetness and Light!

Bamboo??
13 March 2009 at 17:56
Babzy.B said…
Sweet dreams little Ezra :)
13 March 2009 at 19:19
KL said…
Awwwwwwwwwww...........look at that face....lots of hugs and kisses...
13 March 2009 at 23:03
New Yorker wannabes said…
So quiet and peaceful...it is hard to imagine that these little, cute creatures make noise when they wake up, eh? lol

peace
xoxo
14 March 2009 at 02:06
Linda said…
What a precious photo to have. But be assured, this time will come again, after all the early mornings. When they're teenagers, they will also sleep sweetly, and heavily, on a body clock of their own which means that ironically you're having to sound a klaxon to rouse them.
14 March 2009 at 18:58
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, I got it wrong, apparently this one is just cotton. The bamboo one looks exactly the same and feels very soft.

She also has an possum and merino combo that is quite nice.
15 March 2009 at 08:22
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, he's just going down for nap now.
15 March 2009 at 08:23
Kris McCracken said…
KL, he gets plenty of them.
15 March 2009 at 08:23
Kris McCracken said…
Marianna, so much noise...
15 March 2009 at 08:24
Kris McCracken said…
Lindab, I don't even want to think about them as teenagers [shuddering].
15 March 2009 at 08:35
Anonymous said…
I truly dig this picture.
15 March 2009 at 10:08
Kris McCracken said…
Hallam, as I said, it a very rare sight to see him sleeping outside of a) bed; b) the car seat; or c) the breast.
15 March 2009 at 10:10
Dina said…
Possum "wool"??

Did you and Jen know there is something (well, many things) strange in Judaism, that the ultra-Orthodox practice till today? :

"Shatnez (or Sh'atnez/Shaatnez) (שעטנז) is the prohibition in Jewish law derived from the Torah that prohibits the wearing of a fabric containing both wool and linen (linsey-woolsey); this forbidden mixture is referred to in Judaism as shatnez. The relevant parts of the Torah (Leviticus 19:19 and Deuteronomy 22:5, 22:9-11) prohibit an individual from wearing wool and linen fabrics in one garment, the interbreeding of different species of animals, and the planting together of different kinds of seeds (collectively known as kilayim)."
17 March 2009 at 20:48
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, Leviticus is just silly. Funny, but silly that so many people seem to take it seriously in this day and age!
19 March 2009 at 18:53
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