Occasionally I find I am alone with only one of my children, which is always a treat.
No. 1 was helping her dad with firewood, and the two babies were napping, so the Tiddlywampus and I had a chance to spend some time together.
She learned to crochet at age 5, and prides herself in the length of chain she can create.
Today we decided she was going to learn to knit.
After 15 minutes of me holding my hands over hers, guiding the stitches
she was on her own and doing fantastic.
As she was knitting, it gave her lots of time to ponder life and ask questions. Like what her Great Grandpa was like, why I like to make things and how I learned how to sew. She asks what we would have named her if she was a boy and if I liked french toast better than pancakes. We talked about my first job and was my boss mean? I needed to give her the names of all of my dogs growing up and is she my favorite little girl? Her eyes sparkled and she smiled when I told her she was one of my four favorite daughters
Soon enough she and I each had something to show for our time. I told her at this rate she would have a pretty honeysuckle pink scarf to wear next winter.