Mom attempts to read A.A. Milne to toddler. Toddler reads his own version, following words with finger.
Page reads, according to toddler: Feefee dollars, feefee dollars, feefee an' dollars. Kissor Robin. Mango po'sicle. Eat it all up. Bees, bees. Buzz, buzz, everywhere.
(What context did my child learn the phrase "fifty dollars" from?)
The Lizard Ridge Sq1 is zippity-doo-dahing right along. I have some fun money coming, originally intended for E.L. Silky Wool in a color now unavailable, and I'm trying really hard not to plan out a jaunt around town to all the stores I know have Kureyon in order to pick out my next few squares. So many projects, so little self control.
And the leg of WTS #1 is 6.5 inches. Heel shortly, folks.