I can see in this family that knitting may be pulling us apart. You see, my youngest son and I had a yarn fight. I finally, FINALLY, scored some Vesper sock yarn from kpixie. I've been trying to get my hands on some of this for months. And when the box arrived, I let my son open it. I often let my kids open boxes. They usually say, "Oh, more yarn." and hand it over. Well, not this time. My son declared the Vesper sock yarn his own. Eeeeeeek!
Now, I am (or at least I thougth I was) the type of mother who encourages the creative arts in her children. They all sport hand knit clothing, scarves, mittens, and even the occassional sock. They appreciate the knitting rules (ie don't touch mom's knitting). I will let anyone sit on my lap and knit with me, regardless how tedious and time consuming the task. I
So, when my youngest decided to take ownership of the much sought after Vesper, I sort of freaked. It was a "hand over the yarn and no one will get hurt" situation. I was desperate. I bribed him with the promise of a trip to the LYS where he could pick out his own sock yarn. The kid has expensive taste. He chose a Lantern Moon bag (when did a bag become part of the deal) and a skein of koigu kpppm in the loveliest of blues. We came home and he wound the yarn into a ball all by himself. Then, he started to knit. He would not let me help. I wish I had thought to take a photo, because in hindsight, this was a rather cute moment. He eventually lost interest, as all 3yos are bound to do, and left the yarn on my bed. I hid it away - out of sight , out of mind. When he wasn't around, I cast on for a sock. Once he got to try on the SIP, he was alright with the concept of Mom knitting a sock for him. Here is the current progress:
I hope to finish the first one tonight now that his little foot is home from preschool to try it on for size.