Well, I see from the comments I received on my last post that most of us prefer to live in denial when it comes to the actual size of our stash. I agree, I prefer it when it's more.... manageable. But nonetheless, I find it comforting to know that it's right there, waiting for me.
And if it turns out that I have accumulated more yarn then I can ever hope to knit up in one lifetime? Well, I am hard at work at creating a new generation of knitter.
Over the Holiday break, Émilie decided she wanted to learn to knit. Again. She had wanted me to teach her a few months back, but mostly she wanted to just play with the yarn and the needles. She didn't really want to knit anything.
But this time she did. She paid close attention to what I was doing when I showed her the knit stitch, and pretty soon she was grabbing the needles and telling "je peux le faire, Maman". She had grand ideas and visions of the glorious red scarf she was going to make. It was going to be wonderful! A great, beautiful journey had begun.
Since then she's picked up the needles maybe twice, and has knit a total of 3 rows, 2 of which she asked me to finish for her because it was "too hard".
So much for that idea! Well, there's always Maxime, right?
Happy Knitting Everyone!