Friday, December 2, 2016

Crafty bones

Last night I went to a Christmas tea, and we had to do a craft.  Mine turned out like this:
 The thing had one foot in the garbage as I tossed it into my bag to take home.  This morning Sarah saw it in my bag and said, "What on earth is that thing?"  I told her it was my craft from last night, and she said, "Ooohhhh...can I rework it?"  I told her by all means to have at it.  Two minutes later she had produced this piece of holiday loveliness:
I said, "Wow, you are really crafty.  I don't have a crafty bone in my body."  Sarah said, "I have thirty of them." 

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