The Dreamer was moping about with a severe case of boredom when we stumbled upon a forked stick in our yard... A spark of magic...
Time for twig weaving--an instantaneous cure for her ailment.
We began by weaving yarn in a serpentine pattern between the two projecting sides of the branch creating a fairy treasure web.
The Caveman attempted a successful wrap because he lacks the motor skills needed for weaving a serpentine pattern.
The neighbor boy bit is HILAR.
ReplyDeleteLove your magical moments with the Dreamer and the Caveman. Always so wonderfully imaginative and pure.