A realisation...

I have recently made several observations over recent time, and have come to the following conclusions:

This

plus this
equals this:

Either my daughter hates my knitting, and she's only six weeks old, or she's jealous of me and wants her own needles... I swear she can sense, all the way from her cozy bassinette in our room where she's sound asleep, when I've picked up the needles, and bam! Unhappy baby.

She'll learn over time... I'll make sure of it.