I am not sure if he is worried about the looming deadline of Christmas next week . . . but Sweetie is taking his yarn to work . . .everywhere.
Last night, I sat on the sofa, knitting of course, and looked over at him in the chair where he sits . . .
And he was KNITTING!
Could I have created a monster? Could my stash be in danger?
What have I done?!?!?!?!?