Now, this went over like a lead balloon, when family overnighted during the holiday weekend. However, when SugarPlum's daddy decided to plop the little kid into the tub on Friday afternoon, I handed him one of my crafted cloths. "What's this?"
"It's a washcloth. And here's a towel to match."
So he scrubbed the urchin -- who near the end of the scrubbing declared herself a mermaid -- then he left fishy girl in the tub, which is just off the kitchen; or IN the kitchen, if the door's open. We ladies happily gave furtive glances into the room and listened for sounds of a belly-up fish.
There were suddenly gales of laughter, immediately followed by, "Mom, look! Look at her!" Sugarplum had found a perfect use for her odd little washcloth.



The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. ~Psalm 23:1
2 comments:
And who could want for any more!!
What a purty little cloth on a purty little gal!
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