Soo… I don’t make booties. I hate them, we just don’t get along. I can knit socks all day, socks and I are bffs, we watch Netflix together, discus star wars theories, share pizza… but me and booties not so much. One always ends up wonky, mishapen or inexplicably much bigger than the other.

Enter my brother, Bradley, who guilts me into making a pair.
“You’re not going to make your only nephew a pair of booties? For Shame”

So I gritted my teeth and made these, and they came out surprisingly nice. Therefore Great pattern! BUT they are the last pair of booties I’ll ever make.

Plus you use a fork to make the pompoms, brilliant!