These are the first socks I ever made. This is what I learned about guage: It is sort of important. But it might not matter that much if you make something a little big (or small) because it might turn out that your dad's (or little sister's) birthday is coming right up and he (or she) will LOVE a pair of handmade socks. These became the perfect birthday present for my dad. I think he was pretty impressed. Even if there is one pink toe. I ran out of yarn (of course) as I was finishing them up the night before they needed to be thrown in the mail. I didn't have time to go into the city for more yarn (of course, they wouldn't have had any anyway), I had some bits of grey and white that would have sort of matched, and then I had this pink. Leftover from sister Bailey's socks. I thought it would be more fun to make pink toes. You may notice that there is only one pink toe. This is because, while I am getting better at reading my knitting, I was too nervous to undo the finished toe. Who knows how far it might have unraveled? I was not prepared to deal with that at 1 in the morning. So I left it as it is. My dad likes them anyway. He's a good dad.
