And it isn’t what you think! I wasn’t doing the playing; it was my grandson. He has loved playing with a pile of beads and little trucks ever since he could sit at the table.
Now, though, he knows how to open the jars that I keep on the table, full of beads.
So now, instead of working on beading a project, I have a project to work on sorting my beads!
My husband thought the look on my face was so funny when I saw this. And it IS funny–just not what I expected to be doing this evening! Maybe I can play with the little trucks for a while, too, though.
Hope you all get a chance to do what you love doing over the holiday time. I know I will be with my family and it doesn’t get any better than that for me!
P.S. I’ll post again right after present opening time to let you know what bead and/or fabric booty I get!