I have proof. Conclusive, irrefutable proof, that I love my daughter. When she throws a fit when she is in the middle of some bout of teen angst, yelling I don’t love her, I will be able to pull out this mitten, in its shades of purple and PeptoBismal pink and tell her any mother who would knit with this shade of pink yarn, loves her daughter without a doubt. I figure they are so small Reagan will get at the most, 2 years of use out of them. I will get use out of them for years after. But anyway, here is what I have done so far. I think I get brownie points for the fact that the dye did not set completely, and every time I knit with the raspberry yarn my fingers turn bright pink.


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