Kat with a K

Human Prozac

I had a rough week. Nothing big, really, just a bunch of little things that added up to a lot of generalized stress and anxiety. But then I spent my Friday evening like this, and immediately felt a million times better:

I basically walked into my friends' apartment, said "Here's a baked ziti," and then made them let me hold the baby for four hours. (Not that they seemed to mind. I think they were ready for a break.) He's about six weeks old and all snuggly and warm and has that wonderful baby smell. Definitely the best way to end the week.

I also brought him this:

That's an awful, awful picture but I couldn't get it to come out any better. I promise it's cuter in person. It's Debbie Bliss's Ribbed Baby Jacket, and I think it's in one of her books but I got the pattern for free from a British magazine's Web site. Ravelry page here.