While the family were in town, my aunt taught me to crochet. I already knew how to make a chain-stitch (mom taught me when I was about 6) but I didn't know how to do anything else, so by the time I was about 8, I was bored with making snakes, hair ties and dog leashes and gave it up. Last week I learned to single- and double-stitch (are they called stitches in crochet?) and I taught myself to cast off, although I might not be doing it correctly.
I actually wanted to learn to knit, but I thought that any hobby that occupies both hands with long, pointy sticks was not the best thing for a new mom with a curious and wiggly baby around. Crochet still occupies both hands, but there's only one stick, and it isn't pointy like a knitting needle, so while it's still not the best use of my time, at least I can't accidentally poke out both of her eyes at one time. E-baby likes to hold the finished parts for me while I work so she's a big help. The drool lends a sort of fairy-dew quality to my doilies.
So I wanted to show you just a few of the wonderful things I've made.