Artisan in Training

As we sat in the bathroom the other night before her bath, I pulled the gazillion bobby pins out of Big Girl’s hair (we’d had a couple of Halloween activities and I’d put her hair in an updo), tossing them on the counter.  She stood before me playing with them and the plastic toy dinosaur that came with her fast food dinner.

I looked down to see this.

To most, it would appear as the dinosaur was playing the drums.

With a huge smile on her face, she turned her head to look at me and proclaimed, “look, mom!  It’s knitting.”


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