When Seth stopped playing in leather breeches, coonskin hat, leather gloves, and cowboy hats, I packed them up, hoping one day that he would want them for his own little boy.
Last week as I was rummaging through the tubs of "stuff", some little one was tagging along with me. Once she saw all that fun looking stuff, she asked to play with it. And, after promising me she would take care of her big brother's stuff, she picked out her favorites.
I went onto explain to her that she was wearing real leather. Then I had to explain what real leather was. Her response was priceless.
"You mean I'm wearing dead animals?" Yes, Eva, you are.
Welcome to my family blog. I have been married to Mike for over half of my life. I love my Savior, Jesus. I am a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom to six terrific, interesting children. My 3 oldest were born to me in my younger years, while my 3 youngest were given to me by God in my older years. I am very blessed. ~Cheri