One might begin to think that I am institutionable with my obsession over a baby's cold neck. They would be right. Hence, I give you a lovely 2-minute cagoule:
This used to be a poncho hood (!) and a turtleneck-neck. You know there are more of these on the way.
I have to get busy with a new giant pile of sweaters though. I am willing to consider that it's a bit freaky that I am so relaxed by the act of using sharp scissors to divorce the arms of shirts from their bodies for hours on end.
We can talk about it if you want.