The Mitten Sleeping Bag

I slipped back inside just as the evening chill settled outside! Right on the low wooden entryway bench sat a thick, cream-colored knitted mitten. Total invitation! I scurried up the bench leg, grabbed the ribbed cuff with both plush hands, and gave it an experimental tug. Stretchy and wonderfully fuzzy! I dropped feet-first and wriggled my sneakers right into the woolly tunnel. My legs slid straight into the warm knit, fitting like a custom-tailored sleeping bag. Propped upright against the soft rolled cuff with my arms resting over the brim, I let out a happy sigh and thawed out in pure comfort.