Mommy can you finish mine?

Tonight I had a really great evening with my girls. I taught them all to knit and crochet (or tried to anyways) and we had a blast. By the end of it, I was feeling motivated about the progress I was making, but all around me the rest of them were giving up hope that they would ever learn how to do it very well. One look at the scarf I was I was making from blue fuzzy yarn and I heard a barage of , "Mommy, can you finish mine?" as they all ran out of the room.