I've read of the syndrome where you knit up some lovely objects. People come to your home. You stupidly show off your lovely objects. You no longer own lovely objects. Lovely objects have gone home with the people.
Let me explain. With pictures.
Meet Griffin. Griffin is wearing his birthday hat from me.
Meet Levi. Levi is wearing HIS hat handknitted by me.
And here's Griffin again.
Get the picture?