My jaw is agape.
My DH lost his favorite plain black store-bought woven scarf. So the other day he comes home from work and what is he wearing? Chief's new checkerboard scarf! So I didn't say anything, I didn't want to scare him off by running up to take a picture (though that was my initial instinct!). So he wears it a few days and this morning he says, "do you have any black yarn?" uh, "yeah, why?". "Will you knit me a scarf?" (please forgive him, he knows not what he says!). I say, "I can crochet you one". He says, "It doesn't have to be today."
Now, we have to forgive him about the slip on the word "knit" because, well, I'm sure he was already stressed about asking me to make him something. It's the same nervous way he asks me for old pantyhose so that he can use it to strain paint....
hmm, so now I'm on the job and it has to be perfect!