Why babies won't let you work

I am currently running around like a chicken with no head. Trying to feed my daughter Lily..Of course after that I think I can settle into my chair to work on my knitting. Not so..The moment I sit down she screams, the kind of scream you'd hear in a horror movie when some very attractive but not too bright girl is being chased by some scary monster. She needs a diaper. Done, diaper is changed and a seemingly happy girl is sitting in her little baby chair smiling and making funny noises. I sit down, mind you I am only about two feet from her, I pick up my knitting and she screams. Is she just anti knitting today? She's eight almost nine months old and loves the feel of wool so I decide I could let her hold the ball of wool as I'm knitting..She's totally happy with this until I pick up my favorite rosewood needles. What the heck kid? Most people say that I could just work on it while she's napping. HA! She's into her I'm not napping faze. I can't be mad at her..Surely she's not keeping me from getting anything done on purpose.

We've all seen Stewie on Family Guy. Is she the female version of this evil mastermind? Is there a bomb waiting to go off in my uterus? Apparently lack of sleep and getting any actual work done is wearing on me.
This is the anti knitting baby..so you can see why I can't get angry with her..one she's a baby..two, she's so cute I can't believe she belongs to me.

Rockin' those Elton John glasses