The elves?

Friday and Saturday after Thanksgiving I was in bed, sick, sleeping. Or at least I thought so. My family says that I was in bed knitting. Well, I can believe that, probably I was knitting in rare moments of lucidity.
So, Sunday morning I was all better, and this was besides my bed.
See? They said, you were knitting all the time.
A top down baby sweater in the round while sleeping? I can believe that.
An hat? Ok.
Toe-up basic socks? Possible.
Weaving in all ends? No way.

The elves?