Unfortunately, things didn't improve with age.
To keep this post knitting related, I'd like to mention that my mom knit the sweater I was wearing in that photo. I LOVED that sweater!! It was knit with the finest shetland wool. It must have had a gazillion stitches in it, which of course, I didn't appreciate at the time. What I did appreciate was how soft it was and how it didn't itch and how it was the creamiest yellow you've ever seen with tiny flecks of darker yellow, almost orange. I would give my eye teeth to be able to knit myself an adult version with that same yarn.
And of course, I'm sure my mom did not appreciate it when a goat chewed a giant hole in the sweater while I pet another goat at the petting zoo that came to the local shopping mall. I don't remember Mom crying, but I sure did!
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