Ok, I'm going to try the blogging thing again. I will post pictures and some directions for the things that I knit. I'll share some of my thoughts on knitting books I own and my opinion of different yarns I've used. And I'm sure I'll share some ramblings of my life in general.
Hopefully, I will come across some Swaps, Contests or Knit-a-Long's to get involved with. Pass along links if you have them! I also want to make some tiny sweater ornaments, so if you've made some and you don't mind sharing... feel free to pass along any tips you have for making them! =)
Let's start off with my very first pair of socks. My youngest, Aiden, wanted me to make him some blue socks. Being an adventurous knitter that hadn't attempted socks, I bought some nice blue yarn and cast on. Every day he asked me if the socks were done. We had "try on" times to verify that the size was coming out correct. I even brought sock number 2 to the Red Sox game with me so I could get it done for my adorable anxious son. Finally, with both socks complete and an overpowering sense of pride, I presented my son with his "Blue Socks". He put them on... (they fit perfectly!)... walked 3 steps, thanked me, sat down, removed the socks and tossed them across the room - never to be worn again. Just one of the tragedies of being a Knitting Mom!
Happy Knitting!
Hopefully, I will come across some Swaps, Contests or Knit-a-Long's to get involved with. Pass along links if you have them! I also want to make some tiny sweater ornaments, so if you've made some and you don't mind sharing... feel free to pass along any tips you have for making them! =)
Let's start off with my very first pair of socks. My youngest, Aiden, wanted me to make him some blue socks. Being an adventurous knitter that hadn't attempted socks, I bought some nice blue yarn and cast on. Every day he asked me if the socks were done. We had "try on" times to verify that the size was coming out correct. I even brought sock number 2 to the Red Sox game with me so I could get it done for my adorable anxious son. Finally, with both socks complete and an overpowering sense of pride, I presented my son with his "Blue Socks". He put them on... (they fit perfectly!)... walked 3 steps, thanked me, sat down, removed the socks and tossed them across the room - never to be worn again. Just one of the tragedies of being a Knitting Mom!
Happy Knitting!
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