Yesterday my son Pete brought four-year-old Noah to visit. Surely you remember his blonde curls.
The handmade wooden wagon and blocks I’d had in wait were an instant success with him. (Does he have any other non-plastic toys?)
He found lots of different ways of arranging the blocks to show either animals, letters, numbers, or the same colors. He also spelled his name. But he seemed most to enjoy pretending that the wagon was a train. He loaded it with freight
then pulled it around our apartment, making train noises.
What joy—spending time with this little boy, my youngest grandchild.
Meanwhile, back at the stitchery, here’s the current WIP. Notice the thread-wrapped rings. My thumbs wouldn’t work after an evening doing that.
Should I keep going? What am I going to do next?
My first thought is to tie the blocks together w a meandering line of stitches. Interested to see what others have to say.
look at Gram crawling with Noah!
am i over interpreting or is this work carefree and spontaneous?
neki desu
Wonder who is having most fun, Noah or JoWynn?
Oh, I remember those curls for sure! He is too cute!
You look like you’re having lots of fun with Noah. I remember my son at that age: he was obsessed with trains and played with them constantly.
I don’t know where your stitchery is headed, but it seems to invite a wonderful adventure.
I love the carefree and whimsical look of your WIP. A new adventure for this new phase of your life?
You really scored at the Treasure Sale too!