The cat will knit socks for the littlest mouse. These socks have been on the back burner since late spring. I just don't have it in me to pick up wool when it's over 90 degrees outside. The weather is changing, finally, and wool between my fingers feels good once more.
"Mom, it's taking you a long time to make these socks. Do you think they will still fit me when I'm five?" Aidan said. It's a good thing I didn't try a toe up pattern for these socks. His feet grew like weeds over the summer.
One down, one to go. The kids are enrolled in enrichment classes two days a week through the local home study program, which means I have two days a week to clean house, plan curriculum, go grocery shopping, or just knit and catch up on Entourage.
Knit two, purl two, miss two, make two socks by November two so Aidan will have socks that fit when he turns five.