I finially finished Willow's stocking tonight! I didn't get it done before Christmas because I wanted to use the same yarn that I made the rest of ours out of and they didn't sell it in my local yarn store. I guess I could of ordered it online, but I prefer to support the locals stores that I want to stay in business. So, I knew Canvas Works in Olympia would have the yarn, so I waited until we flew home for Christmas and then one icy day, Joanna and I braved the roads and drove over to Olympia so I could get the yarn I needed. I found what I needed and I bought it and I started knitting the stocking right away. I worked on it the whole time I was in Washington (in all my free time...the free time that comes with a 2 1/2 year old and a 6 week old) and got it to the point where it was off the needles so it was easier to pack home. I have finally been able to knit the past couple of nights this week and tonight I got all the ends wove in, the seams sewed up, the I-cord hanger knit and sewed on. Then, I went to take a picture of it with the rest of our stockings to post on this blog. And that's when I discovered I had made a terrible mistake. I am going to have to rip the whole thing out and start over. Not good, not good. Willow's stocking is significantly smaller than the other 3. She would totally notice, maybe not this year, but soon enough. And really anybody who saw the stockings all hanging next to each other would probably wonder to themselves, 'what the heck did that poor girl do to get such a little stocking, compared to the others hanging up there....these parents obviously have favorites' And we just can't have that. So, rip it out I shall, but not tonight. Argyle is a pain in the rear to knit and I just don't have the energy to do it. But before next Christmas, Willow's lovely purple and pink stocking - created to look like a bright Christmas ornament - will be unraveled into little balls and recreated. But here is the finished project as it stands now... :( sniff sniff...I hate ripping stuff out....sniff sniff (don't cry shop girl, don't cry)
