Molly, the loving and doting mother she was, had a habit of knitting various pieces of clothing for her children.

Scarves, gloves, etc.

So, when she met you, Fred's partner to be, she simply couldn't resist!

".. She said she had a few, but wow."

Fred huffed, his eyes slightly wide with amusement and wonder as he looked at the various scarves stuffed neatly into a box. All of which practically had your name on it.

"Isn't this a bit excessive, Fred?"

"Not to mum apparently!"