I have a cute story to tell you.
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We now return to our regularly scheduled blogging.
The other day Hannah asked me to cast on a dishcloth for her. So I did. Gleefully and perhaps a bit smugly. Ahhh, I thought, she’s returning to the fold. She’s knitting. Finally.
This is a transcript of the actual conversation we had when she sat down to knit:
Carole: I thought you didn’t like knitting.
Hannah: I don’t. Sigh.
Carole: Well, then, why are you doing it? (thinking silently, this is the part where you tell me that you’re just trying to make me happy, Hannah)
Hannah: It’s peer pressure.
Carole: Peer pressure? To knit? Ummmm?
Hannah: Yup. My friend Gianna is bugging me to knit with her. Besides, I don’t have any money left for Christmas presents. I figure I can knit things for people instead. And Christmas is, like, two weeks away. I’ve got plenty of time.