While I was back here on the computer composing a blog post about C. and camp, M. decided to take my socks--these ones--and pull out the 40" circular needle, and then poke the needle through the socks where SHE wanted it to be. {sob} I actually (I think) succeeded in picking up all those stitches (with a size 0 needle and a crochet hook too big to work...) and I think I even got them back on the needle correctly. I guess only time will tell.
Stupid mommy to not keep all knit stuff under lock and key.
Have I mentioned how much I'm enjoying three-and-a-half?
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