I'm still not quite sure how, but the socks for the youngest child which looked like this on December 19th:
were actually under the tree for her to discover Christmas morning.
It's all a blur of furious knitting. Knitting while on work conference calls, knitting at holiday parties, knitting while watching movies until 3am several nights. Somehow a flat of yarn became a pair of socks in just 6 days.
I wish there had been someone to witness me doing the kitchener stitch on the toes in the wee hours of Christmas morning, but it was just me, the tree and the cat. I know I'm not the only crafter that turns into a complete maniac right before a big gift giving event, I read many a blog of people in the same frenzy. There is nothing like giving something you put your heart into and having your 8 year old tell you that gift made it the best Christmas ever, or having your five year old refuse to take her handknit socks off for two days. The calloused fingertips and carpal tunnel were totally worth it!