I was visiting family over Thanksgiving, and discovered that the sock yarn (attached to the half-done sock) was in an incredible snarl. So as I talked to my mom I worked on unsnarling it, and looked up after a while to see the stunned expression on her face. "I expected it to be thrown into a corner by now, to the sound of curses and tears" she said. Nope, I replied. The result of knitting therapy. Then showed her the now neat and usable butterfly-based center-pull ball I had created.
It's a mom thing, Rob. We've watched our children through the tantrums and stages of impatience that are part and parcel of growing up, and that sort of simple thing is often the first time we're emotionally hit by the fact that our baby is now a full-grown adult! My son did it to me not long ago - thanked me for doing some laundry for him while he was home - and just like that it hit me that he's now all grown up! He's probably still wondering why I was crying...
Lol... I'll probably go through something like that when my three-year-old grows up... She's already freakily knowledgeable in some ways but it's all good..