When I was a little one all the other kids wanted to go outside and play. I spent every Sunday for years and years at my grandmothers. She had given me my first crochet hook, a wooden one and she let me practice on her leftover yarn balls. I thought I was king of the mountain being in grandmas sewing room. So when the holidays came around I asked for yarn and everyone else thought I was weird. They asked for GIJoes and Barbies and games. Needless to say, I was the black sheep of the family. That's a little bit about me and how it all started. This is a crocheted poncho in the color of winter white with a pink crocheted rose in the center. The size is for 6 months.