My mom and my grandmother taught me to knit when I was 6. I remember the metal knitting needles and the red yarn. I knit really tight, so when I pushed the ends of the needles my fingertips soon hurt. I knit a red scarf. I quit knitting until I was a teen, when I knit a sweater, but left in all my mistakes...it was a homely sweater. Fits and starts and many unfinished projects later, I recently knit a baby sweater for my nephew. It was pleasing to make (so small) and cute once I sewed it together. Here is a little photo of Wyatt, propped up on the couch wearing it:
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