When she catches me thinking she’s too little, she reminds me. “I’m big enough to push the cart, Mom.”
This weekend she’ll have her first driving lesson.
Tonight she stood right next to me (right next to me!) and we sang together. Well, we almost sang together because every time I got a note out I got all choked up again and just couldn’t believe that this quiet little girl had volunteered to do this. She sang from somewhere deep and real. She is nervous, but growing still and ready to try this new thing.
She is so very big now. She can push the cart, sing in church, almost drive the car. She will be a very good grown up. Not yet. Soon.
The smallest smallish bear is learning to knit. She holds the knitting close to her face and recites all the steps.
I am loving this part. Watching her figure out how to chase a runaway stitch, how to hold her hands just right.
And me close by, learning when to step in and when to sit back and just watch.
The light comes in slowly. Slowly is just right for these early mornings. I like waking up bit by bit with the sun.
If I get up when the alarm goes off I can take my time getting ready. Run the bath. Wake the smallish bears. Eat a real breakfast. Have a cup of tea. Sew even or knit while the smallest one reads to me.
No scraping snow and ice off of the car before we can head out into our days. No rushing.
The new quilt is warm and toasty. I finished it just in time for warmer weather.
Lady Bug read me several chapters of our read-aloud book while I sewed. She is trying out different accents and voices for the characters. My favorite part is when she forgets to stop the accent while no one is speaking.
Tonight she wanted to read more. I thought I would work on the next quilt and then remembered that the sewing machine was a little bit noisy and probably not the best accompaniment to the story.
Trusty sock knitting to the rescue. We got through another chapter and the sock grew. I like this new system.