I learned to knit when my daughter was in second grade. She wanted to join the knitting club her teacher ran after school and assured me that they would teach her everything she needed to know. I, being a responsible parent, told her, in no uncertain terms, that there would be no way I could help her since I could not and had never before knit. “That’s okay Mom.”
This agreement worked well until the weekend after her first knitting club meeting. Something had gone horribly wrong with the square she was working on and she needed HELP. I reminded her we had spoken about this and I did not know how to knit so I could not help her. This fell on very upset deaf ears so we called Nana. Thankfully, my mother could knit and was home so we hurried over for a lesson. Crisis averted. Fast forward four years and my daughter no longer knits, but I have fallen down the slippery slope that is fiber arts.
Once I found I liked…
- Born on December 15
- Joined June 23, 2011