This teeny little sock took me all day to knit! It's the first knitting project I've ever made. While I funbled with the double pointed needles and watched video tutorials, I couldn't help but think of my Gramma. Every year my Mum would trace our feet and mail the pictures to Gramma in Ontario. When Gramma and Grampa Purdon came to visit in the Summer, she would bring us each a new pair of socks that fit perfectly. As I worked, I imagined all of the things my Gramma might tell me. Would she help me find an easier way to hold my work? Would she laugh at how tight I was knitting and crack a joke? It was nice to do something that helped me feel a little bit closer to her. I learned a lot and can't wait to make socks for my own littles now!
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