I learned it from you, mom!
The scene: the mailbox.
The actors: one 4 year old boy, one yarn whore mother.
(mother pulls pink package out of mailbox)
"Mom, mom is that FOR ME?"
"No sweetie it's mine."
"Can I see what's in it?"
"Sure." Mom takes package in house, rips open- revealing two skeins of Emily from Posh Yarns. A small hand shoots out, fingers the yarn.
"Oh! Sock yarn! Are you going to make socks for me with that?"
"...how do you know it's sock yarn?"
(child graces mother with a look of 'lordabove, you are dumber than a sack of hair.')
"Mom. It is sock yarn weight. It's the right gauge. Trust me."