On Saturday, we went to the used book sale at the library. My mom is a retired librarian, so volunteers regularly. My dad volunteered with her, so when we got there, they gave each kid money to buy themselves books. With every book priced at 50 cents, it was hard to resist bringing home more. One of the books I really wanted to buy was a copy of Grimm's fairy tales. I know this is the fairy tale selection of choice for Waldorf and since Lala is a first grader in a Waldorf school, she is in the height of fairy tales. I did not find one, but I did buy a copy of Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales.
I brought it home and decided to put it on the shelf of books that holds old favorites passed down to me from my great Aunt (whom my mom is visiting this week and is 96 years old). In adding it to the shelf, I had a little start and a little laugh at myself when I noticed I already had a copy of Grimm's fairy tales. My copy was given to my aunt Frances for her 8th birthday. How special is that?
And my knitting...I have just cast on 20 rows of white, just as Lala and her classmates have just learned how to do. They will be knitting little cats, so I am going to knit one with them.
