So this present is already a hit, although not always in the way I had anticipated. It’s a hobbyhorse, made from a plain sock pattern in Lamb’s Pride wool yarn and then felted in the washer. It turned out PERFECTLY, and I had wondrous Mom-visions of Patrick neighing around the apartment, pretending to be a cowboy while I sipped lemonade and laughed jauntily at how imaginative my little man was. Or something like that.
But he plays with it traditionally only half the time. This half is extremely rewarding, and totally worth all the “hair plugs” that make up the mane of the horse. (For the mane, I had to cut an insane amount of 6 inch pieces of yarn, and then thread each one into the felted material with my yarn needle — the powers that pattern wanted me to use a crochet hook, but that proved nigh on impossible. So I improvised, but it was still putzy and the most time-consuming part of the whole thing.) The rest of the time, he puts the reins around his neck, and drags the horse around behind him, saying, “Horse coming!” I’m not sure what kinds of crazy Westerns he’s been watching, but whatevs. The main point is that he likes it.
I sadly don’t have a picture of him riding it yet — every time he takes it out, we’re not camera-ready, and he’s put it away before we can capture the moment. But my intrepid mother-in-law caught an adorable shot of him on his pony, so perhaps when I get my paws on that, I’ll update the post to include it.
On a partial side note, since this was a present for his second birthday, I can’t believe he’s 2. Nuts! He’s so old! Totally old enough for a pony. Now he just needs a cowboy hat, and he’ll be out on the range in no time.