alot of yarn

Anyone who has known me for any length of time knows how I feel about the use of improper grammar in formal writing.  I HATE IT, PEOPLE.  One thing that drives me crazy is the level of tolerance for grammar that used to be considered incorrect but has now become acceptable.  Grrrrrrrr.  Subconscious/unconscious.  All right/alright.  A lot/alot.  When my friend shared this article with me, it totally hit home.  And made me laugh, Alot.

So I don't know how it happened, but somehow I ended up discussing, with this same friend, the possibility of a knitted Alot for my baby.  She knits super-cool stuff... like a squid.  Various kiddie foods (you know how some kids have plastic eggs & toast? her niece has a bag of knitted pizza, bacon, donuts, pretzels...).  And sushi.  No, really.  Ah!  Here, I'm not making it up:

So when she offered to knit an Alot (or I challenged her? I can't remember now), I was pretty excited.  I've been looking forward to the Alot of Yarn for months now.

And this week, it arrived!  I cannot express how thrilled I was -- but these pictures should tell you how Eric felt about it.

(Yes, my son is in a box.  I picked up his baby monitor the same day the Alot arrived, and the monitor had been shipped site-to-store in this box.  Husband said, "That looks like he'd fit perfectly in it!"  And so he did.  No, I don't usually put my baby in a box.)

Thanks, Aunt Liz.  This Alot ROCKS.