learning to knit

Today, out of the many things that needed to be done was to go to the knitting store near our home called, The Swift Stitch. Very hip and cute place and it's located next to a wonderful bakery, what more could you ask for, knitting and bake goods. Mr. D. was dragged along and it turns out he was inspired to learn how to knit. He eyed some barbies and ken dolls along the window sill of the shop that the employees had knitted clothing for and was very excited on the thought that he could learn and eventually make clothing for his GI Joe "action figures". I was more then oblige to help. "So, let me get this straight, you want to learn how to knit?" (smile) Warms the cockles of my heart, really it does. To fuel the fire a bit more, I showed him, Brooklyn Tweed blog, that young man can really knit. Should I tell him how addictive it is, that you will eventually spend every free moment no matter where or absurd a place to knit it is, that you will knit because you can't help yourself from hearing those two needles clink and just one more row will not be enough? Nah. Hmmm, does this mean that I have to share my stash?