In a stroke of pure luck I happened to dig into one of the "to be unpacked" bags a few days before Christmas to find this little gem:
I made this Christmas romper for poor powerless Eli when he was one. And to think I almost missed the chance to inflict the same dorky humiliation on Amos. Would it not have been a crying shame to miss this opportunity to break out the dorky home-sewn gear? Tragedy I dare say. Tragedy.
And, the 2010 home-sewn Christmas jammies on their Christmas Eve debut: