Thursday, January 22, 2009
We decided we needed a story about the hand, where everyone was involved, so the children helped me write this one, even Benno who decided we needed to say the hand every time it came up. It took a lot longer to put together than last time and somehow mum ended up as a blonde?! How on earth did that happen?
Inspiration is sometimes hard to find, other days it just leaps into bed and covers you in chocolate kisses, at 5:30 am in the morning, along with the jar of nutella it found in the high cupboard.