Over the years I have been trying to teach my mom how to knit. She has made a total of one small square of garter stitch and a half row of ribbing, which I occasionally picked up and knit on. This more proves my point of how I think I am adopted. How could I love to knit when, someone who I am supposabley biologically related to have no attention span when it comes to knitting? Maybe I will teach my dad how to knit now.