Wonderful things happen when you least expect it. The other day I picked up this book from the library for no other reason than it looked like a bit of fun at bedtime. After reading through the very funny limericks with H the next day I made up my own. She was amazed that I could do it so easily. Such admiration in her eyes - I felt like a SuperMama! Tentatively, she had a go at composing her own. The glow of adoration flickered, then died. No more SuperMama :(
Half an hour later and with a little help she had two pages of limericks under her belt. Work is underway to make them into a book. She is quite excited at the prospect of being a published poet.
Tonight while P was helping the girls with their evening toilette, I started this:
I can crochet! I have been struggling with crochet for some time now, never understanding those confusing instructions. Tonight something snapped in me. "To Hell with instructions!" I cried, and promptly crocheted. I don't know what it is. It may become a very useful cloth to wash dishes with.
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| a picture of Sniff - just because she's sweet |
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