So, here's the story.
Ellie had seen me knitting this sweater for someone at our co-op.
"Mommy, is that for me?"
"No, darling, that's for a baby at co-op."
"Oh. Can you make me one, please?"
I get started, planning to finish for her birthday. Doesn't every child want a birthday gift they can't use for several months?
Two days before the big day, I run out of yarn. Off to the local yarn store. They don't have that exact color in stock, so I go for something close. It's not as close as I thought - not close at all, in fact.
I order online and explain to my patient girl that her gift is coming, though it's running a little late. She's cool with that.
Expected delivery date comes and goes - no yarn. I email the company - their records say it's been delivered. I email the post office - they look high and low. Nothing. I email the company again, and in the goodness of their knitting hearts, they send me another skein. Love.
And so finally, with much delay and difficulty, Eleanor has her sweater.