It must have got me to thinking of tiny yarn and fine knitting, because the thought popped into my head, "didn't that doll come with some knitted garments? I wonder if they were handmade..." "That doll" being the one that purportedly belonged to my great-grandmother Bathsheba, although I question this because she had two sons when the doll was made. Perhaps she was a collector? I don't think there's anyone surviving on that side of the family now, except my father, and he wouldn't know.
He has such a sweet little face.
Made in 1914 by Louis Amberg & Son, he's a Newborn Babe.
My grandmother had a local seamstress outfit him in new clothes at some point, as his were wearing frightfully thin. His "new" duds are very detailed.
He wears a bonnet and two gowns, each trimmed in lace and silk ribbon, with a t-shirt or onesie underneath, a cloth diaper, knitted tights, and acrylic [gasp!] crocheted booties.
I'm not sure I had ever lifted his dresses before this weekend (seems so rude!). Below are his original clothes, or at least what's left of them, a simple gown and machine-knitted socks, which, incidentally, are very like the socks/tights he wears now.
At the very least, my newborn shall have some knitted wool booties. But the wheels in my head are spinning, thinking how adorable he'd be in a Shetland lace christening robe like this one.
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