Well, the sock had such promise... in the beginning.. sure I had trouble with finding the right number to cast on.. but we figured it out... sure, the heal seemed a little scary at first, but we went forward, and by the heal turn I felt triumphant, and after picking up all those stitches and getting past the decreases, I thought I was past the worst of it, and I was home free... after all what was left? A little knit knit knit... and a few decreases, and something that sounded friendly enough.. the kitchener stitch? Right.... I mean, isn't the heart of the home, the kitchen?
But alas, danger was just ahead. I was on my own at this point, Erin was home and I was left with my instructions, I thought I had followed them to the 'T', after all, when Erin was here, I very proficiently SSK, yet, left to my own, something wasn't right, but, I figured, it would still work out somehow. Then, the dreaded Kitchener Stitch.
Erin said it might be a bit tricky, so go to knittinghelp.com and watch the video. I did, I swear I did.. several times. And in theory everything seemed easy enough, I was confident before I picked up my threaded needle that all would go well, I was prepared... however, upon application of my newly learned skill, everything went wrong... and kept going wrong.. it is tooooo hard to even recant each dropped stitch and run.. all I can say, is ... my perfect little sock, is not so perfect! It was all I could do with my needle and yarn to cover the holes and stopping the runs. It was out of control, I was out of control. I needed a DESIGNATED KNITTER!!!!!!
Yes, I should have put the needles and yarn down and picked up the phone, but I didn't. And now, well, the evidence speaks for itself.
The good news is, Nicole LOVES her new pink sock. She doesn't mind that it ends in a point, or that the stitches on the top are big and wrong. She says the only thing I need to do now, is make the 2nd sock! So, I will.. and I am sure I will learn a great deal along the way. A lesson I learned today was, the great thing about knitting for kids, they only see the beauty in the end product. In her eyes the sock is perfect, warm and cozy and I guess that is all that matters. And over time, I am sure I will get the hang of sock knitting, kitcheners stitch (stupid name! - yes, I am a bit resentful and bitter!! I am sure that will pass... with time...)
As for now, I can do this... I am in hot pursuit of the perfect knitted sock! And I will look back on this not so perfect little pink soft, with love and fond memories. Or at least that is what I am telling myself in order to muster up the courage to cast on and do it again!
Wish me luck!