A few weeks ago I share these mitts that I made for my daughter.
Knit with my handspun, she’s been using them non-stop — often at times when I question how on earth she’s happy wearing wool when it’s 80 degrees outside. In any case, the story goes that I cast-on a matching hat for her using Hannah Fettig’s Simple Hat pattern and my girl immediately begged me to let her knit it herself.
Any self-respecting knitter, any self-respecting mom doesn’t say no to this request. Not even if the yarn is precious handspun that you LOVE knitting.
I turned the project over to my girl and she got knitting. Within a couple days I could see the 112 stitch rounds were wearing on her. She’s 8, after all, and those rounds can take a while. While my mom was visiting and had forgotten her knitting, she knit on it for a bit. And then about a week ago my daughter — who has switched gears hard to spinning with her spindle in preparation for her first Tour de Fleece — told me that — “Oh, by the way, mom. You can finish that hat if I want to.” Any other request and I’d probably have pushed for her to finish on her own. But it was the precious handspun that I LOVE knitting. I grabby hands that project like a pro and got knitting.
The timing was great as I needed a simple project to take with me to the kids’ homeschool park day. Finishing only took me a couple glorious handspun knitting hours. I was a little concerned I’d run out of yarn, but I just made it.
The finished hat? Can I just say…
It’s hard to convey in words how incredible it is to be a part of the process of taking this beautifully dyed fiber and creating a yarn that then knits up into something as pretty as this. It’s just a wow to which I don’t know I’ll ever become immune.
And I don’t blame her. Not one bit.