Everyone I know is preggers or trying to get that way; this is for my friend Jen and her little one.

Yarn scavenged from an aborted short-sleeve cardi I was making for myself and bailed on.

The mister got one look at the little shawl collar and asked if the sweater was for a wee Hugh Hefner. I cracked up - it does, indeed, look like a little smoking jacket.

Thanks to beccas for her help picking out buttons. As always, they were the perfect choice.