My grand-daughter comes three mornings a week. Though we still play with our ‘babies’, she clings to Mommy like Velcro since nursery school started. To entice her, I have craft projects awaiting. Mom is a mere memory, and she barely says good-bye, heading towards the paintbrush… : )
I spent the weekend prior, gathering hickory nuts from the hedgerow and gluing the two pieces together that tend to split while drying. Two trays! Now we just have to glue the spots on.