I was so excited to find Hazel's tiny pilot cap shoved in the pocket of a rarely-worn jacket but sadly it was getting to be too small by the time it turned up. Thankfully I really enjoyed this knit and so I whipped up a new one in a larger size and a colour that is less gender neutral (you'd be surprised how often that little grey hat was mistaken for blue). Speaking of blue, I'm soaking this girls eyes up while I can because I'm pretty certain the colour won't be sticking around. Both Oliver and Lilly had blue, blue eyes for the first year or two and they gradually changed over the next couple years, Oliver's settling on a copper colour very close to his hair and Lilly's a hazel-grey. I'm not entirely sure hers aren't still changing , but time will tell I suppose.
I'm late in posting this as Hazel is already 4+ months but I suppose this is what happens when you are the third. I actually had started this post and had it sitting in my drafts for a month but we've had colds/flu/strep throat circle through our house 3 times since the middle of december and it was forgotten about in this last germ fest. Ugh. I think we are all finally past it (fingers crossed) but none the less I'm a little paranoid of catching anything else. Hazel has been an exceptionally happy baby despite her having more colds in her first few months than either of my other 2 had in their first few years. another hazard of being a third I suppose. Lucky for her she has a house full of people to coo and fuss over her and tell her how lovely we all think she is.
because really how can you not love this little face! (as I'm typing this Lilly comes up behind me saying "ooooh Hazel! Look how cute she is!" in her best gushy voice.)