Try, Try Again

I said I was through with socks but I couldn't let a sock defeat me. I ripped the first one (well, Dave did it for me) and I started over. This one is shorter and wider. I tried it on and figured I could wash it to make it smaller so it would fit my mom. Or if that didn't work I would just find someone with feet bigger than mine. No problem...except I realized that I don't have enough yarn to make a pair. I admit defeat.