She hauled the thing in the kitchen, figured out how to open it, and then squealed with delight over the yarn - she particularly liked my own hand-dyed.
She is getting a handknit sweater. Or maybe two. And a hat.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
A Girl After my Own Heart
My sister has been visiting from Italy during the Winter break. This is my 15-month old niece who decided that among all the toys and things we have in the house, the most interesting thing was the box with my leftovers of sock yarn:
She hauled the thing in the kitchen, figured out how to open it, and then squealed with delight over the yarn - she particularly liked my own hand-dyed.
She is getting a handknit sweater. Or maybe two. And a hat.
She hauled the thing in the kitchen, figured out how to open it, and then squealed with delight over the yarn - she particularly liked my own hand-dyed.
She is getting a handknit sweater. Or maybe two. And a hat.
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