current mood: frustrated
Busy making baby beanies hats last week. Two of them ended up with a first time mum but the baby is very small so the new born size hats are too big. My sister, who wanted the hats for a friend's daughter, visits every Friday morning and told me they were too big then - she's had them for over a week and knew they were too big about three days ago! Out with the baby doll pattern books, altered the design as I was knitting and in one and a quarter hours had produced another hat which my sister took home with her. No doubt I'll find out if it is the right size next Friday!
"You're a fast knitter so I knew you could do it," my sister remarked smugly! Yes I can knit quickly but I didn't expect to spend my Friday morning having to knit like the clappers because - "It would be nice if you could knock one out for me to take back to her to try for size." The reaction to my suggestion that they measured the baby's crown seemed on a par with Herod's slaughter of the innocents!
Then she had some of balls of my wool (double knitting and four ply) to crochet a pixie hat pattern for the dear child (she only knows two crochet patterns as she doesn't do a lot of craft work and can't read a printed pattern).
"How many chain will I need to start it off?" she asked.
"How big is the crochet hook and how thick is the wool you will be using?" I enquired.
"I don't know yet?"