That's the official name of the pattern now. I've declared it; let it be so. No matter how cherubic the baby that wears it, I will forever see this sweater as The Sweater That Would Not End. Sigh. It's coming together, but oh so very sloooowwwly. Saturday morning was four hours of NPR and seaming. Notice how lovely and almost undetectable my side seam is, below: 
If I'm going to spend 1/2000th of my life working on This Damn Baby Sweater, it's going to look gorgeous. I'm SO not ready to make a grown-up sweater.
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