She became very frustrated tonight. Every time she starts a new row, she adds stitches and she's not supposed to add stitches. She can't figure out what she's doing wrong and of course she's obsessing on it. At one point, she was in tears.
She's never happy with anything less than perfection from herself. She's beating herself up because she's not coming out of the chute knitting all these fancy creations. She said it was all ruined and a waste of time. I asked her if she had fun while she was knitting. She said yes, but that it didn't matter because it wasn't any good. I told her that I thought that enjoying yourself was more important than the end product and that with practice she would get there.
Of course, I spent the evening trying to reinforce how wonderful it was that she took the initiative to learn this on her own and how well she was doing and that I never would have gotten so far on my own without someone to help me. I (honestly) marveled at what she had done so far. My little girl can do anything she wants if she puts her head to it. She just has to work on stopping the self-sabotage.
