Pouf daddy

I knitted my arse off all day Sunday, and ta-da! Here he is, the Puff Daddy pouf, courtesy of Pickles.

Usually I hate knitting - I pick up and drop stitches like a bastard. This, thankfully, was a success!

He is going to live in Ryleah's room, so we may spot him under the pile of junk from time to time,

if we're lucky.