Okay, I'm speaking to the baby again. Yes, she frogged the third neckwarmer, the baby thingy and the stole I'd started for my mother-in-law. But she was was so proud of herself, and so pleased to show me what she'd done that I couldn't get truly cross. Although there was a moment there when I wondered if the recent banning of smacking in New Zealand also applied to stabbing your child with a knitting needle.
Anyway... Since I had nothing else to do I've started the second sock. The test now will be to try and get a pair since I didn't bother making any notes about how many rounds I knitted at any point - I never actually believed I'd finish up with a sock until I got to the grafting.
House guest at the door!
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