After a tough morning on the soccer field, E decided to spend her evening in meditative basket weaving. This was her first reed basket. (She's started others from pine needles and such, but no real basket weaving projects completed in the past.) The following day, after cleaning out their playroom, the girls retired to their own projects - V playing cards and other games with me on the newly vacated floor; E wrapping up her first basket.
Not that I'm biased or anything, but I think she did a fabulous job. It was a perfect, quiet-time, contemplative project that just fit her needs at that moment.
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