So here is the pinspiration if you want to know what I started with.
I made some modifications to the original pattern. Thusly, I am renaming them from “Grandma’s knitted slippers” to “Hootie booties”! The size medium would have been large enough to fit my hubby’s size 11.5 feet and they were too bunchy at the toe. That’s with having the right gauge (I actually measured this time).
I had visions of
padding sashaying around the house in these while performing modern and worldly acts. They belonged to me for all of 2 hours. My youngest begat was upset with me because I attempted to dislodge a loose tooth from his mouth. As payment for my miserable failure, he purloined them from me. He put on two pairs of socks, slipped them on and proclaimed them his. Boo.
Let’s make these booties!