'Tween scene...

The Darling Resident Marxist Curdmudgeon vehemently objects to the use of the word 'tween. He feels it to be--oh how does he so lovingly put it?--an example of the "junk language of the corporate boardroom. Terminology developed by advertising drones to be used on focus groups and then adopted by the masses as naturalized and normal." (Seriously, this guy is a riot). Whatever you choose to call the state of hormonally-induced hissyfitdom and general malaise that (mainly, primarily) girls of the 11-13 age group experience, it's a challenge for all involved. For those of you who don't know the thrill of riding this daily roller coaster of joy, I am here to tell you that it ain't easy.

Note the facial expression in the bottom photo, it seems to suggest a feeling of utter disdain and 'I'm so over you'ness. Am I contractually obligated to continue knitting a sweater for someone who says, on a daily basis, 'I hate you', 'Why does your hair look like that?' and, my personal fave, 'Those jeans make your butt look puffy'? Wow. And I thought I put my mother through the ringer with my incessant demands for Sean Cassidy albums and rides to the roller rink. Sheesh! In any case, the daughter involved is (so I'm told) an exact replica of me in general sassiness and overall pill factordom, so it's no wonder that she can get under my skin. But hey, she's my girl...Luckily she's much thinner that I was at that age (husky jeans department, anyone?), so knitting her a sweater was a cinch!

The specs:

Pattern: Knitting Pure and Simple Neck Down Children's Pullover

Yarn: Cascade 220 Quattro

Needles: Addi Turbo no. 9

The only modification I made was to do a seed stitch at the edges. I believe the sweater might be slightly too short, but since this generation has never seen a 'belly shirt' that it didn't beg for, I'm sure that won't be a problem.