I’m not sure where Cassidy got the idea that I’m crafty, but whenever she hears I’m coming, she pulls her craft book off the shelf, pages through it, and bookmarks the one she wants me to make with her. I guess I could be remembered for worse things.
Actually I’m quite happy to make crafts with my dear granddaughter. In fact, we have enough history now to be able to look through the book and remember together which ones we’ve made. Here’s this visit’s craft choice:
And here’s our version:
Not exactly like the picture, but close enough.