Ah, the "joys" of a Grandma made sweater! Mine always had the sleeves 2" above my wrist because that is where Gram liked hers to end. Not me. But I wore those sweaters and still have a couple. Glad for my long sleeved shirts to get my wrists warm.
My grandmother never made us sweaters, but we did get mittens and hats. The hats were essentially an oblong, with one edge turned back, and then folded in half. One year my sister's had three small pom-poms on the "brim", but mind had one HUGE ball on the peak at the back. The kids in school were always grabbing it and yanking off my head, until I finally took it off and stuck it in my book bag as soon as I was out of sight of the house.
I never had a grandma sweater, either. Mittens yes, when I was little sized by the old "stick you hand through the work on her needles to see if it fit method. Grandma was the oldest of 13, learned by doing, and never could read a pattern even though she knit all my grandfather's knee length black socks and crocheted edgings for her linens. I knit my forever puppy a burgundy turtleneck, all bobbles and cables with short legs. Silly, but I think she liked being dressed up in that to go walkies as people used to tell her how cute she was whenever she wore it.
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Ah, the "joys" of a Grandma made sweater! Mine always had the sleeves 2" above my wrist because that is where Gram liked hers to end. Not me. But I wore those sweaters and still have a couple. Glad for my long sleeved shirts to get my wrists warm.
My grandmother never made us sweaters, but we did get mittens and hats. The hats were essentially an oblong, with one edge turned back, and then folded in half. One year my sister's had three small pom-poms on the "brim", but mind had one HUGE ball on the peak at the back. The kids in school were always grabbing it and yanking off my head, until I finally took it off and stuck it in my book bag as soon as I was out of sight of the house.
I never had a grandma sweater, either. Mittens yes, when I was little sized by the old "stick you hand through the work on her needles to see if it fit method. Grandma was the oldest of 13, learned by doing, and never could read a pattern even though she knit all my grandfather's knee length black socks and crocheted edgings for her linens. I knit my forever puppy a burgundy turtleneck, all bobbles and cables with short legs. Silly, but I think she liked being dressed up in that to go walkies as people used to tell her how cute she was whenever she wore it.
Neither of my grandmothers knit for me, thank goodness.
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