{"id":3369,"date":"2012-08-09T20:53:16","date_gmt":"2012-08-10T00:53:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/?p=3369"},"modified":"2012-08-09T20:54:08","modified_gmt":"2012-08-10T00:54:08","slug":"babys-first-capelet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/babys-first-capelet\/","title":{"rendered":"Baby’s First Capelet!"},"content":{"rendered":"

I mentioned in this post<\/a> about my baby shower that my grandmother brought a blanket and capelet that my great-grandmother crocheted some time before she died. I had some requests for pictures, but I wasn’t sure how to capture the capelet. It has an adorable little hood, so putting it down flat didn’t seem like a good option. I’ve been using our cat as a baby model<\/a>, but I don’t think that cat claws + crocheted family heirlooms is the best combination. Plus, she already wants to murder me in my sleep for her previous humiliations.<\/p>\n

Good thing my Aunt Deborah gave us the most adorable little bear ever. With a body that was just made<\/em> to model capelets.<\/p>\n

So, without further ado, I present my Nana’s handiwork:<\/p>\n

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\"P1000623\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\"P1000624\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\"P1000630\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\"P1000628\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Having recently lost my beloved Grandfather, I’m hyper aware of just how precious and just how tenuous the connection with older relations can be.<\/p>\n

Hilda Roth, aka Nana, was my Dad’s Dad’s Mother. She was born in 1909, eleven years before women were granted the right to vote. We had the same birthday. I would call her every year to wish us a happy birthday and she would cheerfully tell me exactly how many letters, cards, presents, phone calls and visitors she’d received. She told everyone. I’m pretty sure she kept a running tally on a yellow legal pad. If she told you she’d had 14 phone calls, you knew she’d be telling the next person who called her that she’d had 15.<\/p>\n

Nana did the crossword puzzle every day and she was sharp right up until the last six months or so. She lived alone in her own condo up until then.<\/p>\n

A visit to Nana was always fun, because she gave us butterscotch candies and cokes from tiny glass bottles. When we left, she’d slip a five dollar bill in our pocket.<\/p>\n

Nana collected spoons and cardinal bric-a-brac. That is, until she got tired of everyone giving her spoons and cardinals and told us all to knock it off. Every year, I hang a cardinal ornament on our Christmas tree in her honor.<\/p>\n

Nana was a proud woman. When we cleaned out her condo, we found a stash of wigs. If she didn’t have time to properly set her hair, she could put a wig on and nobody would be the wiser.<\/p>\n

To our daughter, Nana will probably just be an old relative in a photograph. But, to me, she’ll always be my beloved great-grandmother. To have something from her to give to our baby means more than I have the words to explain.<\/p>\n

\"Nana\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Thank you, Nana. Thank you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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