I was going to post about Pickle's socks, which I have finally restarted.
It turns out, these aren't Pickle's socks at all.
They're my socks now.
Hahahahahahahaha!That happened to a pair of socks I was knitting for me...my husband took one look at them and decided they were his.
Heehee, those must be some awesome socks!
O.O But didn't Pickle pick out the yarn and everything?
Indeed.Moirail mine, I love you like life but unless you have more blue Dream in Color Smooshy we are going to have words.