That yarn down there in the pIcture both is and is not a sweater. A sweater interrupted, you might say.
The Little Lion asked for a red sweater at the start of January. He had found one that I made him when he was a baby, and tried to get it on. Since I didn't want it broken, I told him I would make another. Could it be purple? (Yarn I had in the stash?) No. Red.
It was fitting me in length. Knitting can be a stretchy beast. Also that 4 stitches to the inch start turned into 3.5. (??)
So I 'fessed up to the kid. Told him that mommy messed up and it wasn't going to fit unless I unknit the whole thing and started again on Size 9 needles.
That's okay, he said.
Sometimes it is best to begin again and get it right. I am also doing that with my after-school job search. But maybe this time I will get it right.