Mama, can boys knit?

The question above was delivered by Super Boy, who just turned six a few weeks ago. "Of COURSE they can," I assured him. Inwardly, I cringed at what I knew was coming, as I don't think he has the fine motor skills to get the needles and the yarn moving yet. Quick, a distration! I flipped over to another browser tab, where I luckily had a new blog up (Blithering Knitiot).

"See these? They were knit by a man."

"Is he my age?"

"Uhm, no. He's a grown-up."

I flipped over to the Cabin Cove site. "See this yarn?" (Super Boy oohed and aahed - he has fine color sense.) "It was dyed by a man, too." Super Boy's eyes sparkled and danced. I am positive he was mentally constructing hats and socks for Mama to knit.

The Question was successfully diverted. That is, until later that day when we made it to the yarn shop. Someone, in their infitine wisdom, had placed a "How to Knit" kit right at six-year-old-boy eye level. *sigh* I told him that perhaps I'd teach him sometime soon. I'm just afraid that he'll find it "too hard" and then won't touch it again. That's what happened to me when I was just about his age; I took up crochet and scorned knitting for years after. Ah, well, we'll see how it goes. He seems to have forgotten it, for now.