Look at them, those "almost teens"! They're having so much wholesome fun. Almost makes you wish you were an "almost teen" again, yourself, doesn't it? (Ok, not really. There's actually not enough yarn in the world to make that sound tempting, but for the sake of the entry, we pretend. . .)
Oh, to be an "almost teen"! To have cozy sleep-over slumber parties with your besties!
(Funny thing, though. None of my friends knitted, back when I was an "almost teen". Possibly that's because it was the late 80s/early 90s, and knitting wasn't quite cool again, yet. I wonder if even "almost teens" of the 60s and 70s truly ever knitted at sleep-overs.)
I love how this girl is leaning back with her arms folded behind her head. . . and yet there's nothing there for her to be leaning against, except for the fairly uncomfortable-looking edge of a coffee table.
. . . Meanwhile, a yarn