Rut-roh. Is that a big honking hole right in the middle of Miss Six's hideously disgusting novelty scarf?
Dang. Looks like I have to frog it.
...happy dance...
***confetti***
...blows tootie horn...
I've even come up with a strategy to help soothe her disappointment. I will give her the skein and take her to the craft store and let her pick out some beads. We'll use this horrid so-called yarn to make necklaces or something. I don't care, whatever she wants, as long as I don't have to actually knit with this crap. Ever. Again.
And then there were seven....
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