I started it. No ,I didn't design my own pattern this time; this is Wyatt, and yes, the texture is that wonderful and squishy in real life. I am so glad I chose this pattern. The stitch count, ribbing and welt pattern line up like a dream. It's that feeling you get when doing a long division problem in math and it comes out perfectly with no remainder. Ah, beautiful. The stitches just fit, and flow perfectly from one row to the next. No thinking, but no boredom either. Furthermore, since it calls for worsted weight yarn, this is going (as you may be able to tell) as quick as can be. I have come up with a makeshift knitting goal for the year- we'll see how I do, but I'd love for each child to get a sweater for his or her birthday. Cate, the hardest, since she is justifiably more picky than the younger kids, and wears the largest sweater, is already done. She got Jess, albeit a little early. Evie's sweater is started, and Gideon's is off to a roaring start. That leaves, Jude, in May, and I'd love to knit a second Wyatt for him, so he could match Gideon. I mean, I may not be singing the praises of Wyatt by that time, and be bored to death of it, but that's the plan for now. That leaves Clemmie, in August, and you know she's getting a birthday sweater. That's already a given. Then I'll get a few months off till December, when I have Grace- though she did get a drapey cardigan last week so I can always count that if I need to, and finally Truman, another fairly quick knit. Like the plan? I do, but I'm only one sweater into it. We'll see how I feel sometime in May.