Next week I'll tell you about the delicious new Patons Classic Wool Roving that I got my paws on for the first time this week. Mmmmmm, you're going to love it! Here's a teaser:
But First, An Introductory Post
I don't know about you, but I'm one of those lucky knitters who learned to knit at her grandmother's knee - quite literally. Unfortunately, since my grandmother lived in Scotland and I was growing up in England, her knee was only available about twice a year, so my early knitting efforts progressed in fits and starts.
The rest of the year I turned to my mother. She, who was pursuing a teaching degree while raising three children, had a little less time for the whole "I'm stuck on row 2" pleas as Granny did. I can't understand....oh wait, yes I can.
Because now I am a mother -- of two, but both of them are boys, so I think that counts for at least an extra half, don't you? Becoming a mother was one of the things that turned me back on to knitting.
Knitting for babies, of course, is great fun. The tiny projects are so sweet they make your teeth ache and are supremely rewarding quick-knits. Knitting for your own babies became a bit less rewarding, doesn't it, once you realize how often they've grown out of things by the time the knits come back out of the wash?
Knitting For Sanity
Toddlers and babies, while cute, aren't a great intellectual challenge to the stay-at-home parent. I had to be there, in the room, looking out for them while they discover the wonders of imaginative play, but they didn't always actually need me. I couldn't read, because of the incessant and adorable chatter. I couldn't leave because of the tendency of toddlers to find the baby. (And bite the baby.) I couldn't talk on the phone, because that's the universal signal to all children to begin having the mother of all tantrums. So I knit.
It is a challenge: teaching your toddlers not to play with the yarn, not to jump on mommy when she has pointy sticks in her hands, not to ever, ever for heavens' sake NO! touch mommy's knitting when she's not around, but I think it's worth it.
A Suitable Boy (Color)
As a result of their early training I now have two boys (aged 7 and 5) who know how to wind a ball of yarn, how to mix colours for dye, how to move a project bag off a chair before they jump on it, and precisely how much to batt their ridiculously-long eyelashes if they want me to knit them something in a particular color.
And I'm proud to say (and this is where I finally get to talking about a Patons yarn!) that this past winter, my 5 year old used his eyelash-batting skills to great effect in the local craft store when he spotted some Patons Kroy Socks yarn in wonderful, blessed unisex colors (thank you, Patons! Mothers of girls have no idea how frustrating life can be as a Knitter for Boys. So many gorgeous yarns, so few manly colors).
He grabbed two balls (oh yes, he's that well trained) and trotted over to me with them.
"Can you knit me some mittens with this?" he asked.
Never has a knitter been prouder.
Next week: that gorgeous so-soft roving.
Until then, keep knitting!