Kate has been asking for a knitting lesson for a few months. On our second snow day last week, I took the girls to our local yarn store and with their help (thank you Jane and Cindy!), Kate learned to knit. I cast on for her and she used knitting rhymes to help keep her remember exactly what she was supposed to do. The rabbit goes through the hole, around the tree, peek back out, and off we leap! Within a half an hour, she was doing it all on her own.
As a mom that loves to sew and knit, I have found that if I am over-enthusiastic about any one craft, my kids tend to drop it like a hot potato. To that end, I played it really cool, giving Kate a few pats on the back and patiently fixing every little mistake that she made. I quietly encouraged her and let her do the rest. Every day, she has picked it up, knit a few rows and put it back away. She took it with her to Jane's guitar lesson and the two of us sat in the waiting room knitting and chatting. She pulled it out and worked on her scarf while watching the Olympics last night. Even Jane, who hasn't knitted in well over a year, decided to pull out her yarn and needles. I cast on 15 stitches for her and after a quick lesson, she was knitting away too. It was one of those moments that I will never forget – all three of us
sitting on the couch, watching Olympics, knitting in hand.
I have no idea if this will last so I am enjoying every dropped stitch and unintentional yarn over that needs fixing while I can. Back here soon.