I am still working on the tiny sweater.
Lots of non-knitters have commented, "Oh, it must be fun to make baby clothes! They're so tiny, and they work up so fast!" True AND false. Baby clothes are indeed tiny. Unfortunately, so are the needles and accompanying yarn. One hundred fifty stitches are still one hundred fifty stitches, whether they be large or microscopic. Not wishing to wind up looking like a victim of Navin Johnson's "Opti-Grab", I take many breaks.
I am also lazy.
The good news is, I have reached the "Putting the sleeve stitches on holders" row! Huzzah! Now I can zip back and forth on ninety midget stitches, which will save me ever so much time.
Wow, the Knitter's Sarcasm Scale just registered a nine!
Actually, I really do enjoy knitting, especially when it's for someone special. And who's more special than a tiny, bald toothless being who screams at you and then falls alseep on your neck?
Well, maybe the guy who invented chocolate, but I doubt it.