Maybe two-and-a-half is too young, but she’s totally into it, doesn’t care at all about mistakes and carries on undaunted. It’s so fun to watch her try…
These are my yarns-in-waiting, to be knitted into scarves, socks, and a few mittens.
I was thirty before I learned to knit- but I always wanted to learn. Crochet, while very pretty, didn’t satisfy something deep inside me, and I yearned to learn how to make those ungainly needles spin pretty yarn into beautiful things. The first thing I ever made was a sock. I know. Who starts with a pair of socks? Now, I make all kinds of things, and find such satisfaction and joy in the process- I don’t even care so much about product anymore. If it’s prety, I’m satisfied.
These little fingerless Rent gloves came off my needles last night for little Mira, Mo’s daughter. Now Bean wants a pair, Jeffrey wants a pair- and truth be told, I kind of want some too.