Little did I know that a yarn scraps could entertain two kids for over 3 hours.
First we had to run our fingers through the pile. "I like the way my hands feel."
We ate a spaghetti supper, then molded our leftovers into cake-shaped desserts and ice cream swirls.
Next, a fashion show, with Andrew sporting a wig and Elise draping strands of color all over her shoulders, running to the mirror, giggling.
Finally, to the business of sorting. Elise called it all "geen, geen, geen," while bossy Andrew insisted that there was light green, army green, and Christmas tree green.
Oh, and a stray strand of embroidery floss that was "as fine as a princess dress. You can have that one."
These mother moments, they are sweet. And we haven't yet begun to glue.