my heart just melted

I finish sewing buttons on my Millefiori cardigan. Anya is sleeping. Daniel is watching Wallace and Gromit and making a game of sticking his dirty, filthy feet in my face. Moment of truth: I take a deep breath and try on the new sweater one last time. "Look, Daniel, my sweater is finally finished!" I say. "Mom, look at you. You're beautiful," he grins.

No amount of compliments will make me trust him with the camera, though, so pictures will have to wait until Stuart gets home. Soon, soon.

ETA: Here's a little preview: