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.