Duty calls

As you all know, Émilie made a knit-request a few weeks ago. She asked me to knit her leg-warmers, and like any modern five year-old, she expected them to be magically produced as soon as she asked for them.

I got to work right away, and in front of her (that's the key), so that she'd see I was on the case, and that her knitwear needs were important. I fussed, I fretted, but after a few false starts, I finally got it right. I took it as my commuter knitting, I worked on it in front of the TV...

But eventually, I have to admit, I got a little bored with this project. I mean, there's soothing-mindless and then there's lobotomizing-mindless, you know? So it sort of... lingered.

Until Friday night, when I realized that I had promised Émilie she would have a completed pair of leg-warmers for her skating class the next day. Luckily I was on the second one, but I still had a good 7 inches + ribbing to go on that one.

So I did what any good mother would do. I put on a few Buffy DVDs and knit into the wee hours of the night, and when I finally finished, I snuck into Émilie's room and put her one of a kind, made-with-love leg-warmers on her nightstand, so they'd be the first thing she'd see when she woke up.
A few hours later, at 6:35 AM, Émilie came into our room, headed straight for my side of the bed ('natch), and gently informed me that it was time to wake up. *Sigh* But she also had the leg-warmers with her, and said she loved them. (Maxime likes them too!) And she was one fashionable skater on the rink that morning.


Job well done, mum!

Happy Knitting Everyone!