My grandmother gig has taken a different turn for the time being. Baby Sister, her mommy, and big sister have moved in here for several weeks as their furniture has moved to storage. All of this is in preparation for a move far, far away. Well...the middle of the country sounds like the other end of the earth to Daddy-O and me. (Daddy's job is the reason for the move and he is already out there.)
So my knitting has been mostly tucked away for now, out of the reach of little hands. My knitting time has turned into reading time---not a bad exchange at all. Imagine my surprise when nearly every book that Baby Sister has brought to me the last few days has a knitter in it. She picked these books. Not me. These are from her regular stack. No plan on my part to buy her books with knitters! A couple of these belonged to my own little girls. So glad we saved them.
I love it when she reaches up with a book and says, "Ree?" (If you don't speak "baby" that translates to "Would you please read this book to me, Mimi?")
Can you recognize these books? Leave me a comment if you know them. I