The Knitting gene is in our family. There's no denying it. But sometimes I think it's a bit recessive and doesn't like to announce itself till it's good and ready. I remember my Grammy knitting and I'm sure her mother did before her. My mother inherited the skill big time!
I grew up amid balls of yarn, stitch holders between the couch cushions, and oodles of baby sweaters in all shades and colors. I probably learned how to count by sorting the needles by size. I can remember playing with them and organizing and reorganizing them by size, type and color, when I was a kid. (Hmmm...me organizing something? I was wacky that way even when I was young).
So I learned to knit. Mom tried showing me over and over again. I never got past a simple scarf. Maybe with some Pearls thrown in by accident of course. BUT...after college I moved to Wyoming. I worked at a really cool place called the Teton Science School. Lots of bison, moose and antelopes...but no t.v. reception of any sort. The closest video store was a 25 minute drive (in good weather). One of my best friends there loved to knit and watch movies!
So once or twice a week, as our schedules permitted (our social calendars were pretty limited being 25 minutes from town!) we would get together and knit. It started with the two of us, then the group grew to almost every female that worked at the school! Not that we didn't invite the guys, renting chick flicks assured that we could be testosterone free for the evening.
Well, seeing the awesome stuff my friend made, I didn't want to knit yet another scarf! So I went into town and purchased a relatively easy (so the woman told me in the knit shop) sweater pattern. Now not to make my life too simple for my first sweater, I couldn't find the yarn I wanted so I got two different yarns. I knitted them together to make a thicker sweater...Wyoming tends to be a bit chilly you know.
So each night, when I wasn't otherwise engaged, I worked on my first sweater. I had my handy dandy knitting friend to decipher all the *p2,k3, slip double flip, p3, k274, repeat* knitting code in the pattern. And it worked! I made my first sweater! I still have it too...18 years later! Well, you can't expect me to give it away...cuz I'm sentimental that way.
So that started it. I've been hooked ever since and only occasionally need to call mom to translate a knitting direction. The past few years have been busy so I haven't done much knitting. Life gets in the way of sitting and relaxing during the evenings. Plus, by the time I sit down in the evening...I'm too tired to tired to do it. But my girls grew up watching me as well as their Grammy knitting.
So here it is, Spring Break, and this week someone else decided to take up the needles. Now granted I've tried to teach her a couple times, her Grammy has tried to get her started a couple times, but the recessive gene finally kicked in this week.
Q is knitting!
She just sat down after her shower the other night and decided it was time. That knitting urge can be strong. Heck she got me thinking about picking up the needles the other night!
Careful...this is the look of "mom, haven't you taken enough pictures of me knitting yet? Gosh I've been doing it forever you know" (yeah, two whole days!)
You go girl! Look at how much you've done! You'll be making a sweater before you know it!