My 7yo daughter I want to finger knit. Ok, I go downstairs to the craft room for the yarn I bought her. No, I need thick yarn. I think about that… probably right. We go downstairs and pick out some bulky yarn. Sit down to start and my 7yo son says he wants to finger knit too. I give him a choice of colors and go downstairs for more bulky yarn. Set up daughter’s slip knot so she can start and ask son for the yarn I want to play like it’s a magic rope. Turn back to daughter who is struggling. I quickly refresh my memory on how to finger knit and try to help. She says, I don’t want to finger knit, I want to knit with needles. I collect the yarn and go back downstairs for her needles and yarn. I quickly refresh my memory on how to knit left handed (she’s a lefty) and pull her into my lap to start knitting together. We do three stitches with the limerick I don’t want to knit.

And that… Is why I’m rocking back and forth in the corner (jk).