When I was a teenager, I taught myself to crochet. My mom has always been a knitter, but my grandma (her mom) was a crocheter. We always joked about knitting and crocheting skills skipping a generation because my mom has tried to teach me how to knit on several different occasions and for some reason I just cannot get it. In the same way, her mom tried to teach her to crochet and that never worked out so well either.
Fast forward to my daughters and daughter-in-law. My mom is now having a grand time teaching them all to knit! Five of them are now happily knitting away, producing beautifully knit items while I sit all by myself with my crochet hooks. Even my 10-year-old and 7-year-old are proving to be handy with knitting needles! Little Rachel has a few years to go, but I have no doubt she’ll be a whiz, too.
So…I’m eagerly waiting for my granddaughters to get old enough to teach them how to crochet! Ava will turn five in a few weeks. She’s probably still a tad too young…but it won’t be long!