Then I found this poncho pattern that looked like it might work up fast. I started it with yarn I had on hand. Of course, the only way it would be "right" for a San Franciscan baby was to leave off the hood and add fringe. (That Summer of Love Yarn Swap is playing with my head.)
A few days' worth of BART rides and the poncho was complete (except for the fringe, which seemed to take forever -- a whole Saturday shot, at least). Plus I got the bright idea of putting a peace sign medallion on the front and embroider a "chain" for it. As time got closer, though, I decided to opt for whatever applique I could find that looked remotely hippyish.
When I started on the matching pants, another lightbulb went off and I fringed them, too.
Only thing is, when I showed them to a very wise (and not-very-tactful) Chinese grandmother, she shouted, "Too small. Baby BIG. I know."
Considering how tall the dad-to-be is, I'm afraid she might be right.
I'm hoping maybe they'll put him in this when they take him home from the hospital. Then he'll at least get a day's wear out of it.
In case you're wondering, I taped the baby doll's eyes open. It looked so wrong to have them shut when I was photographing her.