I made the Willie sweater for my 2 year old - this Thursday - grandson’s birthday. I made the size two. I knit it according to the directions and the body length and sleeve length were too long in proportion to the body width. I ripped out the yoke and adjusted the sleeve length and the body length to match a storebought sweater of his. I reknit the yoke and tried it on him today and it fits him perfectly. Instead of the 9.5 inches for the sleeve length and the body length I had to rip back down to 8” for both sleeves and body.
His aunt and uncle have a weiner dog they rescued from the pound. This week besides his birthday gifts, he has been given the gift of vision. We just found out he cannot see near or far - has severe farsightedness. He just got his glasses and is seeing the doggies and the rest of the world for the first time.
There are so many different kinds of people in this world. Some are born to be athletes, others are born to be musicians. Lots of people play baseball or football. But few are born to be true athletes. Many people listen to music, sing in a choir, or play in a high school band. But few are born to be musicians. There are lots of knitters out there today. But few are born to knit!
You know you are born to knit when your yarn stash is larger than the inventory at the local yarn store. You wake up in the night and count stitches instead of sheep. When you think of sheep you think of wool.
And just because I have lymphedema, does not mean that I have lost my love of fiber. I will find a way…