You can imagine how sad I was when I plopped the hat on the head of the intended daughter, and saw that it was too big. Way too big. Couldn't see her pretty eyes. Couldn't see her perky nose. So, in a snit - I tossed it into the washing machine and dryer. Yes, my too cool for me hand spun yarn. I said I was in a snit? So, it felted - but it did not shrink. Argh! I was able, with the superhuman strength that comes with most good snits, to rip the hat back and reknit it. While wet. But now, it fits, it is cute, and in retrospect, worth all the trouble.
Back to the spinning wheel.